Seeing how obedient Dirk looked, Andrew pulled out a small vial from his pocket. "This bottle is yours, right?"

Dirk gave a sheepish laugh. "Yeah, it's mine. Mr. Nielsen told me to dump whatever's inside into your food or drinks. As for what's actually in it… I've got no clue."

Andrew stopped paying attention to him and turned to Eric.

Eric said calmly, "The vial contains parasite eggs. So, that means Cole is the one behind it."

Andrew nodded. "Pretty much. Still, I didn't expect to find a martial artist dealing in parasites in a little town like Verhampton Valley."

Dirk looked up hopefully. "Sir, I've told you everything I know. Can I go now?"

Andrew shook his head. "Nope. You're going to die here."

Dirk's vision went black, and he immediately dropped to his knees, nearly soiling himself. He could already tell that Andrew was definitely not an ordinary person.

"Of course, if you want me to spare your life, that's not impossible either." Andrew gave him a glimmer of hop