Chapter 390: Chapter 388: 388 Price_1

Theresa Locke said with a grave expression, “Greg, you’re aware of the profound legacy of your household, so I need not explain.

External Sect Masters may find it difficult to enter the path, but in terms of combat power, they can be much stronger than internal Grandmasters.

It’s said that the bond between those two brothers is extremely strong; unless it’s absolutely necessary, we should avoid confronting Luke Barnett, so as not to provoke Seth Barnett’s retaliation.”

Upon hearing this, Greg Jensen also became serious.

However, after careful consideration, he thought that as long as he didn’t reveal his magic, and used the guise of releasing True Qi to employ the Golden Sword Technique, he shouldn’t fear an External Sect Master.

Thus, he relaxed once more, smiling as he said, “No worries, I won’t provoke anyone unless they provoke me first. Let’s go in.”

Theresa Locke wanted to persuade him further but, seeing Greg’s nonchalant attitude, she had no choice but to give up, silently deciding to stick closer to him in the coming days to avoid any trouble.

The two made their way to the convention site, which was already swarming with people. Looking around, the attendance today even surpassed that of yesterday.

This was likely due to martial arts experts from other provinces arriving just today.

With more people came more goods. The two browsed the convention site and did not end up empty-handed.

Theresa Locke purchased a small Buddha statue, while Greg bought an old book titled “Rivers and Lakes Travels,” which recorded many secret anecdotes about various Sects.

The book wasn’t expensive, just tens of thousands, and Greg considered it a source of amusement, a supplement to his knowledge of the martial world.

“There’s nothing good here; the auction in the afternoon should have the good stuff.”

“Is that so?”

Greg’s eyes lit up, no wonder most items in the convention were fake—the real treasures were at the auction.

Hearing this from Theresa, his interest waned, and he simply found a corner to stake out the convention, trying to guess who might have genuine items.

The two made it through to noon and were about to go for lunch when Curtis Milton again approached them.

“Do you have a moment? Shall we talk?”

“Sure, let’s talk.”

Greg immediately agreed and turned to Theresa Locke, saying, “You go ahead to the restaurant, I’ll be there in a while.”

“Alright, be careful,”

Theresa Locke glanced at Curtis Milton warily.

Greg patted her shoulder, signaling there was no need to panic—it was just a business talk, nothing to worry about.

After assuaging Theresa, he followed Curtis Milton back to the meeting room.

Once seated, neither of them spoke at first.

In the end, it was Curtis Milton who could not hold back and took the initiative, saying, “The Sect has sent back a message. We are willing to trade a Coagulated Fragrant Flower for the Elixir Prescription of the Qi and Blood Pill.”

A Coagulated Fragrant Flower?

One of the auxiliary materials for the Foundation Building Pill, and the hardest to find?

The depth of Healington’s resources was indeed not to be underestimated. They were actually willing to trade such a rare medicinal herb for an elixir recipe.

This implied that Healington’s storerooms must have a reserve.

Greg had anticipated Healington might offer a high price, but he did not expect them to put forth a Coagulated Fragrant Flower.

Were they leaving him no chance to refuse, not even sparing a sliver of thought to hold back?

He chuckled softly, raising his eyes to Curtis Milton, and asked, “When will the goods be delivered?”

“You agree?”

“Of course, you’ve even brought out the Coagulated Fragrant Flower. If I still don’t agree, what else could you possibly offer?”

Greg smiled, deliberately portraying himself as somewhat helpless, as though he had no choice but to agree.

Seeing this, Curtis Milton indeed harbored no suspicions and replied with a relieved smile, “Since you’ve agreed, there’s no need for me to say much else.

The item should arrive tonight, so shall we meet then?”

“Sure, let’s meet tonight.”

Greg smiled, got up to take his leave, found Theresa Locke, and relayed everything that had happened.

Theresa Locke frowned immediately upon hearing this and said, “Greg, I suspect that bastard might make a move.”

“You mean a double-cross?”

Greg Jensen was somewhat surprised, “No way, isn’t he supposed to let me go and then ambush me halfway through?”

“You can never be too sure. Be careful tonight, I’ll also be following you from a distance,” said Theresa Locke.

Greg Jensen wasn’t worried, for he had already calculated that Curtis Milton and Luke Barnett were no match for him.

…

Meanwhile, upon learning that Greg Jensen had agreed, Luke Barnett’s face revealed a smug smile as he said with a sneer, “Can we take action now?”

He knew that Curtis Milton would definitely make a move on Greg Jensen in the end.

After all, this wasn’t their first time making a deal for an Elixir Prescription.

The last time was in a similar environment, and Greg Jensen was much younger and more arrogant than that person.

But what of it?

Last time, the young man was also very young and arrogant, and yet, didn’t he die at his hands?

This time would be no exception!

He wanted that so-called charming Magician to die in front of him; that was the price for disrespecting him.

A Grandmaster is not to be insulted, those who do shall die!

If there’s someone to blame, it’s you kid for not recognizing what you’re up against. Who let you offend me?

Seth Barnett looked up at Curtis Milton, who was frowning in deep thought, a trace of disdain flashing across his mouth, then he asked respectfully, “Where do you plan to set the location?”

Finally snapping back to reality, Curtis Milton said indifferently, “The location will be a park nearby. Make sure you familiarize yourself with the area in time.

Tonight we will teach that kid a good lesson there.”

As he spoke, a hint of a smile appeared on his face, but within that smile lurked a sense of madness.

…

In the afternoon, Greg Jensen and Theresa Locke took a stroll around the venue, and after not even participating in the afternoon’s auction, they returned to their room to meet with a few good hands that had come with Theresa Locke.

All these people were experts at the later stage of Dark Strength, and on the Rivers and Lakes, they were known figures.

Meeting now was to prevent any misunderstanding in case something went wrong at night.

Although Greg Jensen was confident in himself, and he believed that Curtis Milton wouldn’t be that foolish, he still maintained a very friendly attitude.

“You guys can stay on the periphery. After I complete the transaction with them, we’ll see if they make a move.

If Curtis Milton and his people don’t make a move, then let it be. If they do, I might need to trouble you for some help. Please be careful,” he said.

“Mr. Xu, you’re too polite.”

“Mr. Xu, rest assured, with us here, you definitely won’t get hurt.”

The few thought of Greg Jensen as Theresa Locke’s friend, and their attitude was quite respectful, but they didn’t realize that when Greg Jensen said “be careful,” he was not worried about himself but afraid they would get hurt.

After meeting in the room, they dispersed, and Greg Jensen and Theresa Locke stayed in the room until it got dark.

After they had dinner in the restaurant, a message from Curtis Milton arrived, with an address within a small park nearby.

Looking at the location, Greg Jensen furrowed his brows and asked, “Theresa, I think your intuition is right, Curtis Milton might really try something on me.”

Theresa Locke hadn’t reacted yet and asked, “What do you mean?”

Greg Jensen smiled and replied, “If he were sincere about trading with me, wouldn’t it be better to set the location in the hotel directly?

For him, what place could be safer than this hotel?”

“Yeah, how come I didn’t think of that? When he traded with Lamar Pierce, he also picked a location outside the venue.

I thought he was afraid of being seen buying an Elixir Prescription from Healington by someone else.”

As Theresa Locke spoke, a hint of anger appeared on her face and she asked, “Greg, are we still going then?”

Greg Jensen smiled and said, “Of course we are going. Why wouldn’t we? It’s a Coagulated Fragrant Flower we’re talking about.”