There was no way Jared was unaware of it. Nonetheless, Marcelo was a stubborn man. While the others kept quiet about the ten-thousand-year-old tuber fleeceflower, he refused to let the matter drop.
“Mr. Garcia, the ten-thousand-year-old tuber fleeceflower belongs to someone else. It was found at the borders of Norham. As the mayor of Norham, I have the right to decide where to distribute it.”
Just then, Austin stepped forward and confronted Marcelo.
Marcelo snorted as he stared at Austin. “Austin, do you have a few screws loose? How dare an insignificant family like the Zagorski family say such a thing? So what if the ten-thousand-year-old tuber fleeceflower belongs to the Zagorski family? What can you do if I say I'm taking it for myself? If you don't want the Zagorski family to be destroyed, you'd better not get involved.”
Marcelo viewed the Zagorski family with disdain. Although the family had Greater Martial Arts Marquises, they were still fairly insignificant among the ranks of prestigious families.
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