Chapter: 173
Suddenly, the lid of the box snapped shut.
“Dustin, what’s the hurry? Let’s talk more,” Duane asserted. One hand remained wrapped around the box. Evidently, he was not planning on giving its contents to Dustin that easily.
“Duane, what’s this about?” Dustin narrowed his eyes.
“I’m very interested in your Gemiphen formula. Can you sell it to me?‘ Duane smiled faintly.
“Duane, this wasn’t what we agreed on. As per our agreement, I cure your ailment, and you give me a 500–year -old Panax root in return,” Dustin reminded him.
“Are you sure you remember correctly? Yes, you cured me, but I gave you the Hillview Hotel in return. As for the Panax root, you’ll have to exchange it for your Gemiphen formula!”
“You sound like you want to go back on your word,” Dustin warned, his expression gradually growing colder. He had thought that Duane had come to give him the Panax root, but to his surprise, Duane had been eyeing his Gemiphen formula all along.
“Dustin, don’t put it that way. We just want mutual benefits. If you’re unsatisfied, I can give you another thirty million in cash!” Duane stuck out three fingers.
“I’ve said this before. My Gemiphen formula is not for sale. You can only give me herbs in exchange for it,” stressed Dustin.
“Haha… am I not doing an exchange with you right now?” Duane hinted, tapping on the box between them.
“Duane, if people find out you’re not a man of your word, won’t you become a laughing stock?” Dustin’s expression was as cold as ice.
If he negotiated politely, Dustin didn’t mind selling him two packets of Gemiphen. However, Duane’s way of obtaining the formula was foolish.
“So what if people find out? Who would believe you?” Duane challenged. His nervous smile did not reach his eyes.
The Gemiphen formula was priceless. If he could get his hands on it, he could take over the entire Anderson family!
“Duane, for Ms. Harmon’s sake, I won’t burn bridges between us. So now, you’d best give me the Panax root.” Dustin said calmly, suppressing his anger.
“And what if I don’t?” Duane retorted.
“Then don’t blame me for snatching it away.” Dustin was very blunt.
“Snatch? Haha. If you can take this box from me, I’ll let you have it for free!” Duane laughed. He had trained in martial arts for years and had long since reached the highest level of mastery. How dare an amateur like
Dustin snatch something out of the hands of a master like him?
“Okay! You said it yourself!” Dustin wasted no time and reached for the wooden box.
Duane was fully prepared. His hand bent into a claw and grabbed Dustin’s forcefully. The battle had begun.
Duane was still smiling confidently at the start of the battle.
But it was not long before he noticed something was very wrong. Dustin was much stronger than he had expected. He could feel terrifying surges of energy rushing at him like waves in the ocean. They made the bones in his hand tremble. They would break any minute!
Duane’s expression darkened, and he couldn’t take it anymore. He threw a hard punch at Dustin, trying to make him fall back. However, Dustin did not dodge and faced it head–on instead.
Their fists collided, and Duane’s chair was smashed into pieces! The force of the punch shoved Duane backward until he hit the wall to catch his balance.