Chapter 1272

Cormac's interest was piqued. "Oh? The ginger business is significant. Who are these people? Can they handle it?" Cassius shook his head. "We don't know their background yet. They brought in a truck of ginger and started selling at the market—it seems like they're testing the waters." Cormac scoffed. "What good are you then? Rough them up a bit, break a few bones, and they'll run away." Cassius' face darkened as he replied, "I was planning to, but they struck first. They killed one of my men right in front of me, barely 30 feet away. I watched it happen but couldn't tell how he died—it all looked like accidents." Cormac sat up straight, frowning. "So they came prepared?" Cassius nodded eagerly. "Absolutely. They're using our territory as a stepping stone, aiming to control the ginger trade across the state, and then nationwide. They're clearly targeting you, sir. It's serious—that's why I came to ask for your guidance." Cormac fell silent, then snapped his fingers at the woman