Chapter 1715

"I refuse!" The geezer remained determined. "Hmph." Huub snorted at his stubbornness and stepped aside. His goon caught his cue right then. He was naturally a powerful martial artist—that was how he got the job. He strode forward right then and lifted the geezer off the ground, his face inches away from the geezer's as he growled threateningly, "Do you know who you're trying to con here? This is Huub Droitner of Bralog's Droitner Incorporated! It seems that you're really asking for it!" "D-Droitner Incorporated? So what? T-This is Zamri, not Bralog! You don't get to strut here!" The geezer remained defiant despite the goon's threat, but the panic in his eyes betrayed his fear. "Strut, you say?" Huub chuckled coolly nearby. "All of Zamri would soon be beneath my feet—pawns like you would never understand." Walking up, he snatched the fake flower on the table. "I was going to pay you five hundred bucks for your troubles, but since you don't know what's good for you, you're no