Andrew smiled and said, "Mr. Kaplan, then what are you waiting for? Go ahead and make your move. I promise I won't fight back. But maybe you've forgotten that I happen to be a ninth-grade supreme alchemist.

"Even if I can't produce all the pills Iron Sword Sect needs, I can still whip up a few ninth-grade supreme elixirs when I'm in the mood. So if I decided to sell a few of those to you, Mr. Kaplan, tell me, wouldn't that still be a pretty good deal?"

Devin's brow twitched as he locked his gaze on Andrew. After a long silence, he asked cautiously, "That Starlight Elixir you showed earlier… Did you refine it yourself? It wasn't from someone else?"

Andrew chuckled. "Mr. Kaplan, I've already fallen out with Sovereign's Apothecary. You really think any of the other ninth-grade alchemists would bother selling to me now? All the high-tier alchemists out there are basically their lapdogs. So, unless I work for myself, what other choice do I have?"

Devin froze for a moment, then broke