Patrick's face darkened. "Dustin is my friend. I can vouch for him. If
there's any problem, I'll take full
responsibility!"
"Hey! What are you all dawdling for? Come in quickly!" Seeing the group s
tanding at the doorway, Spring urged
them from inside the room.
"Hmph! Kid, you better not
play any tricks. I'll be watching you closely!" Torben warned before step
ping aside.
"Dustin, don't bother with him. Please come in." Patrick said, not wantin
g to waste any more time. He quickly
led Dustin to the bedside.
"Young guy. I heard you have the Gemiphen?" Nicholas spoke first. His eag
er demeanor was like that of a
person who had starved for three days and finally saw a delicious feast.
"I do have it, but not many. They were all passed down through my ancesto
rs," Dustin replied. He could tell from the emblem on their clothes that
they were from the Stoneray Valley. To avoid trouble, he could only give
such an answer.
"So it's an ancestral elixir? Young guy, how many pills do you have left?
I'm willing to buy them at a high price!
Nicholas urgently asked.
"I had two
pills before, but one got destroyed. Now I only have the last one." Dusti
n replied.
"What? Only one pill left?" Nicholas frowned, looking regretful. He wante
d to buy a few pills from Dustin and study them after returning to Stoner
ay Valley. What a pity.
"Mr. Turner, let's
cut the small talk. Since this guy still has one Gemiphen, let's save the
patient first." Spring
urged from the side.
"Yes, yes. Please proceed," Nicholas replied, maintaining a relatively po
lite attitude.
"Hey! Don't blame me for not warning you. You better be able to cure my g
randfather's internal injuries. Otherwise, you will be doomed!" Torben su
ddenly interjected coldly.
About to start the treatment, Dustin suddenly stopped
and said indifferently, "I'm a timid person and can't handle such intimid
ation. If you're going to say that, then I won't treat him. You'd better
find someone else."
With that, he turned around and was about to leave.
"No, no, no… Young man, please don't listen to his nonsense." Spring pani
cked and quickly grabbed him. At the same time, he shouted at Torben, "Yo
u brat! Shut up if you don't have anything nice to say!"
Torben felt somewhat displeased but didn't say anything more.
"Dustin, this guy has a loose
tongue. Please don't stoop to his level, Patrick quickly reassured.
"Alright, if you want my Gemiphen, it'll cost you, but
you'll have to pay extra," Dustin said calmly.
"No problem. How much?" Spring asked eagerly.
Dustin didn't answer directly. Instead, he held up one linger.
"One million dollars?"
Torben furrowed his brow. "Kid! Don't you think you're being too greedy?
How dare you ask for one million dollars for such a worthless thing?"
"Who said I want one million? I want 100 million!" Dustin said, astonishi
ng everyone with his statement.
"What?
"What? 100 million dollars?"
Torben was dumbfounded. "Are you out of your mind? Why don't you just go
and rob someone? What makes this dark thing worth so much money?!"
"Now, I've changed my mind. 200 million dollars." Dustin extended two fin
gers casually, as if he was discussing an everyday matter.
"200 million? Are you intentionally messing with us?" Torben was so furio
us that he was on the verge of hitting someone.
"300 million," Dustin couldn't be bothered to argue with them. He extende
d three fingers. The more Torben. shouted, the higher the price Dustin de
manded. That was the cost of being rude.
"You…!"
Before
Torben could say anything. Spring's face turned pale, and he slapped Torb
en across the face, shouting. "You beast! Shut your damn mouth!"