"Mr. Robertson Senior, it's an honor to meet you," Andrew said calmly as he stepped into the grand hall and bowed slightly.

Saul's tone was cold. "No need for formalities. Tell me, what brings you to my home?"

Andrew smiled faintly. "Then I'll get straight to the point. I came to discuss a potential supply deal for elixirs."

Saul frowned. "Elixirs? What kind of game are you playing, Andrew? Don't tell me you actually want to do business with my family?"

Andrew nodded. "That's exactly what I mean."

Saul let out a sharp laugh. "Do you even have the capability for that? Do you know the level of people my family works with? Not to mention the obvious bad blood between us. Don't you think you're being a bit delusional? Or is it that life in Chetvine's getting too hard for you?"

His words were highly aggressive, but Andrew remained calm and composed throughout.

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