Chapter 192

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Alex strode down the corridor leading to the VIP room, but he didn't need to look over his shoulder to sense it.

The tension.

The ring of bodyguards fanning out behind the walls, posted at every exit and window.

With a quick mental sweep, he detected their martial auras, each one bristling with skill far beyond the average rent-a-thug.

So Raymond's rolling out the red carpet, huh? he mused, lips twisting into a wry grin.

No matter. He pushed the door open and stepped inside.

"Raymond," he said, skipping pleasantries, "you told me you'd secured a five- hundred-year-old Wild American Ginseng. I'm here for it. Where is it?"

Raymond Wellington-dressed sharp in a tailored suit-lounged on the plush armchair like he was king of the world.

"So impatient,” he teased, cl

apping his hands once.

A bodyguard slipped in, carrying a polished wooden box.

Raymond took his time setting it on the table between them, sliding the lid open slowly-almost theatrically.

Inside lay a dark-yellow root, no bigger than a palm, its long strands curling around themselves. Alex's eyes lit up like he'd just struck gold.

"That's it, all right-five centuries of potent ginseng," he murmured, leaning in to inspect it. He could practically feel the energy radiating off its twisted shape.

"How's that for quality?" Raymond asked with a silky smile. "Satisfied?"

"Very." Alex reached for the root without hesitation.

slammed shut on his

drawled, that easy smile fading into something colder. "What's the

eyes narrowed. "What's this about? We agreed you'd hand over the ginseng to

gave an

this precious little root is up

wasn't the deal. We said you'd owe me the ginseng-period," Alex retorted, his voice cooling to ma

thin smile

cheap bastard. I'll throw in another fifty mil, in cash if

Chapter 192

Alex let out a short scornful laugh. "I'm not selling that formula- especially not to a snake who cannot keep his

with a finger, the subtle threat echoing

still the guy who decides whether you leave here with

Lyra's sake, I'm willing to

showing a flash of impatience. "And if I don't hand it over? Then what, hero? You

said calmly. "You owe me that for saving your

cruelty now. "Try it. I've practiced martial arts for decades, and I've got

lunged for the box, hand darting across

grip, clamping down on Alex's wrist. For a moment, he wore a smug grin-right up until he felt the terrifying surge of

the... hell? Raymond's eyes

bones felt like they might splinter if he squeezed any harder. Panicking, he released Alex's wrist

head-on

collision that rattled the

Chairs flew back.

body hurled across the room like a ragdoll. He skidded across

force of the blow was so brutal that the chair he'd been sitting in didn't

like an immovable mountain. The difference in

himself upright. "I-I had no

the table, shoved it under his arm,

done here, Raymond. Don't ever try

burned with fury as he watched Alex walk

he snapped, fumbling for

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