"If you can't find anything, then don't bother. Those who step into Zinno Hotel are guests. Mr. Demeksa, go and let that young man know a trading house has its eye on him. In the future, if there's a need, instruct someone else to handle it. Buying spirit herbs is a minor affair, and you can get it right here at Zinno Hotel. There's even a discount for Supreme VIPs. Why go through the trouble of looking elsewhere?" the girl in red said with a gentle tone.
It was as if she held the reins of Zinno Hotel.
Cor Demeksa bowed and left.
The middle-aged man in the cloak stayed silent.
"Uncle Bayo, do you reckon they bought the ingredients to refine the superior-grade Blood Clotting Pill because they actually intend to refine it?" the girl in red asked in a hushed voice.
