“Duane, let’s not beat around the bush, shall we?” Dustin sipped his tea and said, “You said you’ve found the Panax root. Where is it?”
“Since you’re so anxious, I won’t tease you any longer.” Duane smiled and clapped his hands.
A bodyguard entered the room carrying a wooden box. Placing the box on the table between him and Dustin, Duane opened it slowly.
A dark yellow root no bigger than a palm sat inside. It was a Panax root with unusually long roots.
*This really is good stuff!” Dustin exclaimed upon examining the root closely.
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