Glen Wolfe's face looked rather ugly. His own family was hosting the exchange meeting, and now his son didn't pay for what he ate—wasn't this a slap in the face to the Wolfe family?
"Unfilial son, I'll deal with you when we get home!"
He glared coldly at Kole Wolfe, and then his expression softened slightly as he smiled at Greg Jensen and said,
"My young friend, my son is naughty. Please don't mind him. How much for that elixir? I'll have someone transfer the money to you right away."
"Not much, three million per pill. Your son gave me three hundred thousand earlier, you just need to give me another two million seven hundred thousand."
"How much?"
Glen Wolfe's expression instantly froze as he asked subconsciously, "What kind of elixir is so expensive?"
Greg Jensen said indifferently, "A qi-blood pill. It replenishes blood, boosts qi, and can even increase one's power. Don't you think that's worth three million?"
"Increase power?"
