At this moment, in a beautiful villa. Duane was talking
to a young man dressed in luxurious clothes. Behind that man, two female
bodyguards stood at attention. They were armed with swords and emitted an
unapproachable aura. "Duane, what's this gemiphen that you are talking
about? Is it really that powerful?" Oliver Williams took a sip of his
coffee. "Mr. Williams, I can assure you of its effects. I have personally
tried the pill myself!" Duane boasted "confidently. "A gemiphen pill
saved my life when I was close to death from internal injuries. I'm not
exaggerating when I say this medicine could heal almost anything!" "Talk
is cheap. Where's the pill? Let me have a look." Oliver stretched out his
palm. "Due to the rarity of gemiphen, I do not have one with me right
now." "Are you joking? You called me here in the dead of the night for a
deal. How could you not be prepared with the goods?" Oliver's eyes
glinted coldly. "Mr. Williams, please calm down. I would never dare to
offend you. One of my men is on the way to obtain the prescription. I'm
sure he will be here soon." Duane tried to appease him. "For your sake, I
hope he does. Don't you know the consequences of toying with a member of
the Boulderthorn guild?" Oliver rapped impatiently on the table. "Of
course, Mr. Williams. Once I receive the prescription, I will start
production immediately and present the first batch of gemiphen to you,"
Duane answered. "That's more like it." Oliver nodded with satisfaction.
"On my end, I will say a few good words about you to my father. Who
knows? He might extend his support to you if he is in a good mood!"
"Thank you so much, Mr. Williams! I will not let you down!" Duane's face
broke into smiles. According to his research, not only could gemiphen
heal severe internal injuries, but it could also accelerate the effects
of training in martial artists. If the pill was properly marketed,
martial artists all over the world would be interested in getting this
pill for themselves! That was why Duane contacted Boulderthorn guild in
the first place. As one of the top guilds in the South, Boulderthorn's
influence was spread far and wide. Their guild members were in the
hundreds of thousands, having top positions in politics, the military,
and the business world. If he was able to get an exclusive contract to
supply gemiphen to the Boulderthorn guild, his wealth would be multiplied
numerous folds. Chapter 106 Being the top dog in Millsburg
wouldn't be a farfetched dream. "Duane, don't get ahead of yourself. If
you want my father's support, first, you would have to supply us with
gemiphen continuously. Secondly, loyalty is paramount. Do you
understand?" Oliver said sternly. "I will remember your advice, Mr.
Williams!" Duane nodded. While talking, they were interrupted by a
commotion from the gardens. The noise sounded like a cacophony of curses
and cries of pain. "What's going on?" Duane frowned. At this moment, a
bodyguard rushed into the room, his face pale as a sheet. "Boss, someone
trespassed into your villa!" "What?" Duane's expression darkened. "Who's
the punk who dared to trespass on my property?" "It's too dark to
identify the intruder. However, it is confirmed that he came alone," the
bodyguard mumbled. "Geez! What's wrong with the lot of you? Can't you
handle even one person?" Duane roared in anger. "Boss, that person was
too powerful! Our men could not hold him down!" the bodyguard cried out
helplessly. The man had infiltrated the villa as inconspicuously as a
shadow. His movements were agile and his attacks ruthless. No number of
bodyguards could stand up against him. With a flick of his finger, they
were all blown away like leaves in the wind! "According to your
description, he must be a martial artist?" Duane scratched his chin in
confusion. "There are many martial artists in Swinton, however, few are
on my level. Besides, they have started guilds of their own and rarely
appear except for important occasions. They wouldn't trespass on my
property without reason." "Boss, now is not the time to contemplate these
things. For your safety, it is better for you to flee!" the bodyguard
advised Duane. "Flee?" Duane scoffed. "How can I ever show my face in
public if any simpleton could chase me away from my own villa?" "But–But
that man is too powerful! What if" the bodyguard trailed off. "That's
enough. I am curious to see the man's abilities for myself!" Duane was
not intimidated at all. He had been well–trained in martial arts since
childhood. How could he back down from a challenge? "Duane, it seems you
have met with some trouble. Do you need my help?" Oliver asked knowingly.
"It's just a small inconvenience, Mr. Williams. Don't trouble yourself."
Duane chuckled. "Please wait for a moment, I'll be back shortly after I
settle this matter." He stood up with a slight bow and left the room.