Chapter 122: Am I Supposed to Back Down?

Backstage at the auction house. "Ander Yale, this is the payout from your two miracle pills. It comes to around seven hundred million. Please accept it." Sterling Duffus, the auction house's resident Alchemist, personally handed Ander a black card. Ander raised a brow. "Sterling Duffus, I know your rules. On seven hundred million in proceeds, you're supposed to take a cut, aren't you?" Sterling smiled. "By the book, yes. But for you, Ander Yale, our auction house is making an exception. We won't...