Chapter 217: The Woman in the Mire

He kept his expression perfectly calm. "Uncle Alonso, the incense burner plus the money with characters inside it. Two billion?" Alonso Looske snorted. "We might know each other, but there's no haggling. If I didn't think you were reliable, you could be loaded and still wouldn't get your hands on it." "No haggling." Salvatore Casson chuckled. "What about the other item?" Alonso Looske then produced a piece of Amber the size of a fist. Suspended inside were nine scattered strands of golden beast...