Chapter 1716 Some Clues

As Wynter approached Rohan, she silently flung a silver needle at him. Rohan instantly dropped to his knees, as though his strength had been drained away. The chamber of commerce members rushed to support him and glared at Wynter. "What did you do to Mr. Tarvin?" they demanded. Wynter clapped her hands and glanced at Rohan. "Oh, nothing much. I was just keeping someone quiet. You sure know how to be ungrateful, Mr. Tarvin. It's a pity you're up against me—your good days are over. "Just to be clear, it's not essential for me to acquire the market, but this place is dangerous. Unlike you guys, who only look out for yourselves, I have the people in mind." As she spoke, a cultivator in his 40s, with a feather wand in hand, stepped out from the crowd. The chamber of commerce members hurriedly cleared a path for him, which further bolstered his ego. The cultivator stopped beside Rohan, drawing out the silver needle from the latter's acupuncture point with a flick of the feather wand.