“A ten-thousand-year herb? What ten-thousand-year herb? Could it be that a ten-thousand-year herb will be appearing here soon?” Marcelo uttered with a confused look.
“I'm here to sightsee, but my stomach was aching just now, so I went to take a dump. Who knew that Mr. Zagorski would have blasted me away from my spot not long after I crouched down? I never expected Mr. Zagorski to be this short-tempered. I can't believe I was targeted just because I'm taking a dump in your territory.”
“Mr. Garcia, let's get straight to the point. Why are you here? Be honest,” Austin icily uttered.
“I'm just here on vacation. Is that not allowed? If not, we'll leave now...”
With that, Marcelo said to the man beside him, “Let's go.”
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