The Elixir melted in his mouth instantly; Xavier Cooperâs exaggerated chewing was purely for show.
The robust power of the medicine was like a clear spring, surging to his limbs and bones in an instant. Duncan Kong was extremely delighted, having once taken Elixirs from Healington, whose effects were more than ten times weaker than this one.
He dared not neglect the opportunity and quickly sat down cross-legged, circulating his own Cultivation Technique to guide the True Qi, carrying the power of the medicine, through his meridians.
After an indeterminate amount of time, Duncan Kong slowly awoke and turned his head to see that Xavier Cooper was still cultivating, while the boss was no longer in the study.
Feeling his significantly increased True Qi, his face lit up with joy. After so many years, he had spent over a hundred million to obtain a total of fifteen Elixirs from Healington.
Yet, the increase in True Qi that those fifteen Elixirs provided him was less than what the bossâs single Elixir had done.
He reached out to take the medicine bottle containing the Qi Blood Elixirs and poured out all the Elixirs inside. There were eight in total; he had consumed one, leaving seven.
He had heard from Troy Milton that such Elixirs sold for five million each at the Martial Way exchange meetings, but he felt that they were selling them too cheaply.
Not to mention the cost itself, Healingtonâs Qingxuan Elixirs could sell for six or seven million apiece. These Elixirs, which were more than ten times stronger than the Qingxuan Elixirs, would surely fetch ten or twenty million, right?
In his opinion, ten or twenty million was too little!
After all, those dozens of Qingxuan Elixirs he had consumed before had cost him over a hundred million.
According to his own estimation, this bottle of Elixirs would be worth several billion at the very least.
At this moment, Xavier Cooper also emerged from his meditative state and, seeing Duncan Kong daydreaming, couldnât help but say:@@novelbin@@
âHey, old monkey, what are you daydreaming about?â
Duncan Kongâs face darkened and he snapped, âNone of your business, you little brat. Keep messing with me and see if I donât deal with you.â
âHaha, you wouldnât dare with the boss around!â
âIâll stomp onâ¦â
Duncan Kong had no real counter to Xavier Cooperâs unabashed attitude.
Xavier Cooper glanced at the Elixirs in his hand and chuckled, âWhatâs the matter, the boss gives you a bottle of Elixirs, and youâre moved?
Tsk tsk, the older you get, the more emotional you are.â
Duncan Kong glared at him and retorted, âWhat do you know? These Elixirs out there, they would go crazy for them at twenty million a pop.â
Xavier Cooper laughed, âAnd thatâs why youâre moved?â
âIâm moved by your grandpa!â
Duncan Kong glared at him irritably, then exhaled a long sigh and said, âI just canât see through Barry Wolfeâ¦â
âCall him boss!â Xavier Cooper reminded.
âOh, I just canât see through the boss.â
Duncan Kong lowered his head to look at the Elixirs in his hand, âHeâs just too generous. Such good stuff, he just gives it to us like that, and even tells us to eat as we please and just inform him when weâre done.â
Xavier Cooper shook his head and said, âI tell you, at your age, how can you not understand such simple things?
The boss can be so generous because he has the power to be.
In my opinion, the boss has many more treasures. We just need to do our jobs faithfully for him, and weâll eventually empty out his reserves.â
âMhm, we should really do a good job for the boss.â
Duncan Kong wasnât enticed by the idea of âemptying the bossâs coffers,â as his current situation was different from what he had anticipated.
He originally thought that if he lost the fight, being able to live would be good enough, and he would undoubtedly have to work for Barry Wolfe.
But before he could start working, he had already received such a big favor from Barry Wolfe.
The contrast before and after left him somewhat perplexed.
What Duncan Kong didnât know was that Greg Jensen had kept them by his side mainly because he valued their character.
Knowing they were bound to lose but still charging forward bravely â that was loyalty, and that was what Greg Jensen valued.
For someone who values loyalty like this, as long as you treat him well, he will willingly give his life for you.
Duncan Kong had been wandering the martial world for many years and had seen so much deceit and cunning that he had grown to scarcely understand such pure gestures of kindness towards others.
In this regard, he was somewhat less perceptive than the inexperienced Xavier Cooper, who saw things much more clearly.
Both men got up and went outside, where a housemaid approached and respectfully said, âPlease go downstairs for the meal; Mr. Wolfe is already waiting for you.â
Duncan Kong quickly responded, âAll right.â
When they arrived at the dining room, they saw Greg Jensen sitting alone at the table, silently eating.
âBoss.â
âYouâve arrived, have a seat,â he said.
Greg Jensen smiled and said, âFrom now on, youâll live here. If you need anything, just ask the housemaid, or if it really canât be helped, find Glen Wolfe.â
âSure thing!â
Xavier Cooper, who wasnât fussed about details, picked up his bowl and started eating right away.
Duncan Kong, on the other hand, was much more reserved, every motion revealing a sense of composure.
After eating, the three people went to the tea room.
While Greg Jensen was fiddling with the tea set, he began, âXavier Cooper, can your martial arts be taught to others?â
âTaught to others? No problem. After all, my master got them from other places and then modified them,â replied Xavier Cooper carefreely.
Greg Jensen nodded, thought for a moment, and said, âI will bring two people over tomorrow; you will be responsible for teaching them martial arts.â
âUnderstood, boss.â
Xavier Cooper wanted to say something, but after glancing at Duncan Kong, he shut his mouth.
Greg Jensen continued, âDuncan, starting tomorrow, try to find a group of people for me, and set up a bodyguard company along the way. These people will be put under the bodyguard company.â
Duncan Kong was taken aback and asked, âDo these people have any specific requirements?â
âDark Strength or above, a Grandmaster would be ideal.â
Greg Jensen poured two cups of tea and pushed them towards them, then lifted his head and said, âDark Strength will get one Qi and blood pill per month, half-step Grandmasters will get two, and Grandmasters eight, with a base salary of ten thousand.â
Duncan Kong was taken aback at these words.
A base salary of ten thousand might be a lot for others, but for martial arts masters, it was barely significant.
He knew that Greg Jensen was merely offering a symbolic amount.
What truly surprised him were the Qi and blood pills, with one pill per month starting from the Dark Strength Period, and eight per month for Grandmasters.
Although he was sure they wouldnât find any Grandmasters, the sincerity was laid out upfront.
So many elixirs, had the boss started an elixir processing factory?
âLetâs start with six people for now, leaving two spots open for Grandmasters. If we can find two Grandmasters, then weâll have eight people,â Greg Jensen thought for a while and then added.
Additionally, he said, âTell them that half-step Grandmasters have the chance to become Grandmasters.â
âBecome Grandmasters?â
Duncan Kong was stunned and said blankly, âWhat do you mean by that?â
Greg Jensen calmly stated, âI mean exactly what I said, I have a way to increase their chances of becoming a Grandmaster.â
Upon hearing this, Duncan Kong was completely astounded, and even Xavier Cooper next to him opened his eyes wide in shock.
Countless martial artists roamed the world, with numerous half-step Grandmasters as common as carps crossing the river, yet those who achieved Grandmaster status were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.
The sheer difficulty in becoming a Grandmaster spoke for itself.
For Greg Jensen to say he could help someone become a Grandmaster was nothing short of a thunderbolt to both Duncan Kong and Xavier Cooper.