Chapter 417: Sunwood Root

"Damn it. Damn it!" Hunter Warth's eyes turned bloodshot with rage. He reached into the water, fished out the bowl that had humiliated him, and lifted it high with all his strength. Clang! With one crisp crack, the $300,000 porcelain bowl shattered into a mess of shards. Hunter Warth panted hard, his chest heaving. He snapped his head around, red-rimmed eyes locking onto the other brocade box on the table. "Kid, that Sprinkled Gold Glaze is fake too?" Diego Santee did not want to...