Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2508

Pointing a trembling finger at Andrew, Theon said furiously, "Andrew, the Medicine God's Covenant was just established. Forget about supplying Iron Sword Sect, I doubt you can even handle orders from small-time clients!"

He scoffed coldly. "This is pure fraud. You might fool Mr. Kaplan, but you can't fool me. I'm an expert in this field."

Mikayla quickly stepped forward and said to Devin with a serious expression, "Mr. Kaplan, my father is Lorenzo Owens. On behalf of the Owens family, I can assure you that Andrew is full of empty promises. He's selling you air."

Devin did not look angry, but his eyes flicked toward Andrew with a half-smile. "Andrew, what do you have to say for yourself?"

Andrew just shrugged. "Nothing, really. They're my competitors, so of course, they'll try to discredit me. Sure, Medicine God's Covenant is still small, but saying we can't meet the Iron Sword Sect's needs is ridiculous. If we couldn't handle it, would I even be standing here? I'd never dare deceive you, Mr. Kaplan."

Devin nodded slowly. "Alright then. That's enough for now. Andrew, come with me. We'll discuss the details privately."

Andrew smiled. "Of course."

Mikayla and Theon stood frozen in place.

"Mr. Orben, it's over. Mr. Kaplan actually believes him," Mikayla whispered.

"Shut up," Theon snapped. His face darkened. "Damn it. That little punk is going to pay for this. Let's see how he explains himself to Mr. Kaplan later. Once the Iron Sword Sect realizes he can't deliver, they'll detain him to make an example out of him. When that happens, Mr. Kaplan will come crawling back to us."

Mikayla's eyes lit up. "You're right. Mr. Kaplan called him over, which means he's going to test Andrew's claims. He's as good as dead now."

With that glimmer of hope, the people from Sovereign's Apothecary left. However, they did not return to Chetvine City. Instead, they lingered outside, waiting to hear the news of Andrew's downfall.

Andrew smiled politely but secretly rolled his eyes, knowing this guy was just another opportunist. The moment Devin's attitude toward him changed, Augustin switched sides without hesitation. None of these sect disciples were easy to deal with, and the ones who could not read the room were probably long gone by now.

A cold snort came from Franco, whose expression was still sour. "Andrew, looks like you finally got the Iron Sword Sect's contract. Since there are no outsiders here, I'll ask straight. Can your tiny Medicine God's Covenant really supply us with the massive amount of pills we need every year?

"Do you even realize that we've been paying Sovereign's Apothecary nearly one and a half billion a year for our supply? You want that kind of money, but can your company actually handle the scale?"

Andrew did not reply right away. Instead, he turned toward Devin, who sat silently sipping his tea like a mountain of calm authority. The man's face was unreadable.

Andrew cursed inwardly, 'This old fox is clearly testing me…'

Then, he turned back to Franco and said flatly, "To be honest, Medicine God's Covenant can't yet produce the full amount Iron Sword Sect requires."