âMaster Wang, good day.â
âMaster Wang, could you pleaseâ¦â
As Curtis Milton from Healington strode through the crowd, he quickened his pace, ignoring the greetings coming his way.
Finally, under the astonished gazes of the crowd, he stood in front of Greg Jensen.
Those triangular eyes were firmly fixed on the elixir on the table.
Curtisâs gaze became serious as he inspected the elixir before looking up at Greg, âMay I take a look?â
With an indifferent tone, Greg said, âFeel free.â
Curtis nodded silently, pinched an elixir, examined it closely in front of his eyes, and then held it up to his nose for a deep sniff.
The rich scent of medicine filled his nostrils, and Curtisâs eyes snapped open, his gaze intense as he looked at Greg and asked, âHow much for one?â
âThree million apiece, non-negotiable,â replied Greg, with a smile that was not a smile, counter-asking, âDo you find the price fair?â
âFair. Iâll buy it,â Curtis said without hesitation, immediately transferring three million to Greg with his phone, and then, under the shocked eyes of the onlookers, popped the elixir straight into his mouth.
Silence engulfed everyone.
All those who had claimed Greg was bragging were now silenced.
If a representative from Healington acknowledged Gregâs elixir as truly worth three million, any further objections would imply disbelief in Healingtonâs expertise.
All eyes were now fixed on Curtis.
Greg observed him calmly, his eyes slightly closed, and after a moment, snapped them open again, his expression becoming solemn.
Curtis gave Greg a serious look and then suddenly smiled, âCall your family elders. Tell them someone from Healington wants to meet them.â
Greg frowned, âWhat do you mean? My elixir isnât worth three million?â
âThisâ¦â
Curtis wanted to say âItâs not worth it,â but he couldnât bring himself to utter those words.
To be fair, the vitality elixir was the best he had ever tried, including those of the same grade from Healington. None could match it.
But he could not praise the vitality elixir either.
If he praised the vitality elixir, would Healingtonâs six million-plus Jade Bottle elixir still sell?
Be it appearance or efficacy, the Jade Bottle elixir was far inferior to the vitality elixir.
Whatâs more outrageous was that the vitality elixir was cheaper than the Jade Bottle elixir.
If outsiders learned this, who would buy the Jade Bottle elixir?
Therefore, after hesitating for a moment, Curtis did not answer but counter-asked, âHow much more of this⦠vitality elixir do you have?â
Greg laughed, âAbout forty or so. Why, do you want to buy them all?â
Curtisâs expression shifted subtly. He had thought if there werenât many vitality elixirs, he would buy them all to prevent them from reaching the market.
A small quantity could be justified for personal consumption or research, but there were simply too many.
âForget it. I thought this elixir was somewhat interesting and wanted to buy some for fun, but now it seems just so-so.â
Curtis glanced at Greg indifferently and, with a face full of disdain, turned and walked away.
Spectators watched him leave, eagerly asking, âMaster Curtis Milton, is the elixir really worth three million?â
Curtis paused in his steps, speaking indifferently, âTo me, itâs worth three million; to you, itâs worthless.â
Whoosh!
The crowd burst into a commotion immediately.
âSee, what did I tell you? His stuff isnât worth the money.â
âBrother, thatâs not very honorable of you.â
Hearing the crowdâs reproach, Greg didnât get angry but instead cracked up laughing.
He watched Curtisâs retreating figure, his smile gradually fading into a sneer, and then called out loudly:
âYeah, I also think Iâm being quite dishonorable. So, Iâve decided to reduce the price and sell for one hundred thousand each, first come, first served!â
Curtis Miltonâs silhouette stalled, his footing staggered, and he nearly toppled over.
Without a second thought, he swiftly turned and ran over, glaring at Greg Jensen with gritted teeth, and whispered fiercely, âKid, what the hell are you trying to pull?â
âPull? You said my elixir was worthless, didnât you? Is it wrong for me to lower the price now?â Greg Jensen retorted with a sneer.
âYouâ¦â
Curtis Miltonâs face turned an iron shade of blue with anger; he wished he could just walk away, but he somewhat dared not to.
If others discovered that the blood elixir was so effective, Healingtonâs Clear Profound Elixirs wouldnât sell anymore.
No, he couldnât let him sell those blood elixirs!
Within an instant, Curtis Milton had calculated his options, and with a stern face, he said, âOne hundred thousand per pill, is that right? Iâll take all you have!â
The corners of Greg Jensenâs mouth curved up slightly in a sarcastic grin, âSorry, but if Healington wants to buy, itâs three million a pill!â
âYou must be dreaming!â Curtis Milton burst out.
âReally? Then I might as well dream a little bigger.â
Greg Jensen scoffed, pretending to ponder, âI think three million a pill is a bit low, after all, your Healingtonâs trash Clear Profound Elixirs can fetch sky-high prices of six or seven million.
âMy blood elixirs are much more effective than the Clear Profound Elixirs, so they should at least sell for⦠four million, right?
Yes, letâs make it four million!â
Curtis Milton was genuinely enraged, âHave you lost your mind?â
Greg Jensenâs expression turned cold as he replied indifferently, âThe price just went up, five million!â
Curtis Milton shouted, âYouâre courting death!â
Greg Jensen let out a cold laugh, âEven if I am courting death, try laying a finger on me and see? By tomorrow, your Healington will have its reputation dragged through the mud!â
âYouâ¦â
Curtis Miltonâs eyes were bloodshot, veins in his forehead bulging, and he wanted nothing more than to tear Greg Jensen apart, but he was helpless to do so.
Greg Jensen spoke coolly, âAre you buying or not? If not, stand aside and donât get in the way of my business!â
âIâll buy!â
Curtis Milton said through clenched teeth, âTell me, how much in total.â
Upon hearing these words, Greg Jensen couldnât help but be overjoyed. He poured out the elixirs to count them before saying, âThere are thirty-seven in total, at five million each, that will be one hundred and eighty-five million in total.â
He looked up at Curtis Milton, smiling, âOh dear, I was actually considering giving you a discount, but what a pity, thereâs no change to give back.â
Curtis Miltonâs face was as black as the bottom of a pot as he snapped, âKid, arenât you afraid of burning your hands with all that money?â
âNot scared, Iâve got thick skin.â
âBe careful not to play with fire and get burnt yourself!â
Greg Jensen laughed heartily, âSomeone said something similar to me just now, so if youâre thinking of dealing with me, youâd better hurry up.
Otherwise, if someone else beats you to it, youâll miss your chance.â
Curtis Milton was huffing with rage, realizing that he could never win against Greg Jensen in a verbal skirmish. He could only transfer the money over first and find a chance to take care of this kid later.
He swiftly made the transfer and then picked up the Jade Bottle from the table and left.
Boom!
The crowd witnessing the scene erupted once again.
âDidnât Master Curtis say that the elixir was not worth three million?â
âHeh, it seems we were all deceived by Master Curtis. Otherwise, why would he spend five million to buy so many elixirs?â
âDoes this mean the blood elixirs are effective?â
âNonsense, of course, theyâre effective. Curtis Milton is not a fool.â
âFive million a pill, almost catching up with the Clear Profound Elixirâs price now. This suggests that the blood elixirsâ effect is at least not inferior to that of Clear Profound Elixirs.â
The crowd quickly caught on that Curtis Miltonâs so-called âworthlessâ was actually out of fear that they would buy the blood elixirs.
âBrother, do you still have any of those blood elixirs? Iâll take one.â
âIâll take five!â
âAnd give me two as wellâ¦â