Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You Novel

---- Chapter 2509 Andrew said calmly, "We only have fewer than five alchemists in total, including myself. So, at this stage, fulfilling Iron Sword Sect's entire order would be impossible." Franco froze on the spot, completely dumbfounded. Andrew had just admitted it outright, no excuses, no dodging, and no attempt to soften the blow. "You... you little punk! If you knew you didn't have the ability, then why the hell did you agree to it earlier?" His rage exploded, and with one strike of his palm, the marble table beside him shattered into pieces.

Augustin was stunned for a moment before his face twisted into a mocking grin. "Andrew, I can't believe | trusted you just now. Turns out you really are a liar. You think you can scam Iron Sword Sect and walk out of here alive? Dream on." Despite the two men shouting at him, Andrew stayed completely calm. "Are you both done yelling? Good. Then it's my turn to speak. Besides, Mr. Kaplan hasn't said a word yet, so what's the point of all your shouting?" With just a few sentences, Andrew managed to quiet both men. They exchanged uneasy looks, realizing Devin was still silently sipping his tea.

---- What the hell was he doing? Was he not angry? Was he in shock? Augustin finally lost his patience. "Mr. Kaplan, this bastard..." Devin set his cup down with a soft clink and said, "| heard everything he said. You don't need to repeat it. In fact, | already knew from the start that Medicine God's Covenant didn't have the capacity for our order. And yes, | knew Andrew was lying to me.' He added, "Right, Andrew?" His gaze tumed cold as he continued, "Andrew, did you really think | invited you in here for a friendly chat? | wanted to see what trick you were trying to pull.

If this deal falls apart, | can just bring Sovereign's Apothecary back in. "Iron Sword Sect will never lack for suppliers. But you do realize, don't you, that even if | decide to spare you for the Lloyd family's sake, your business won't survive long in Chetvine once word gets out? Running Medicine God's Covenant after crossing me won't be easy." Andrew nodded inwardly. Devin was sharp. Beneath that rugged, no-nonsense exterior was amind as sly and calculating as they came. His words were a perfect mix of threat and temptation, pressure and promise. ---- Nonetheless, Andrew was not rattled.

He smiled faintly and looked Devin straight in the eye. "You're right, Mr. Kaplan. For now, Medicine God's Covenant doesn't have the production capacity to meet the Iron Sword Sect's full demand. But that's only for now, it doesn't mean we can't in the near future. "Besides, | already agreed to lower prices by one-third. You know what that means... We'd basically be operating at a loss, working for you for free. So tell me, how could you bring yourself to punish me for a little exaggeration when my goal was mutual benefit?" Devin gave a short laugh. "Mutual benefit?

Sounds more like you're trying to play me for a fool. Enough wordplay, Andrew. Just tell me what your real plan is." Andrew's expression turned serious. "It's simple. I'll still give Iron Sword Sect the one-third discount, meaning Medicine God's Covenant won't make a profit from this deal. "But the materials for refining pills will have to be provided by the Iron Sword Sect. In return, | would like the Iron Sword Sect to publicly announce our partnership and help promote us.

That'll attract more alchemists to join Medicine God's Covenant." Devin paused, thinking for a moment before chuckling darkly. " What a clever kid. So not only do you want to get something for nothing, but you also want to take advantage of us while ---- pretending it's a favor. "Andrew, do you realize | have every reason to crush you right here and now? And even if | did, Patriarch Donovan wouldn't be able to say a damn thing. Because honestly, you're asking for it."