When Mr. Wangley laid his eyes on the small, white–colored vial, his expression immediately turned into shock, but a look of greed replaced it soon after.
That was legendary Dr. Rowan Cross’ Miracle Cure!
Why does a punk like him have such a treasure on him in the first place?
Anyone could see that this antidote was incredibly precious and worth a lot of money!
Even the tiniest amount of powder could already fetch sky–high prices.
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