Chapter 459

"Do you really think the Silvas would go back on their word? Don't compare me to someone like you. I'm not a scoundrel." Alfred took a deep breath to calm himself down. "Take my supplementary black card. The credit limit is 500 million dollars." "What am I, a beggar? Keep your money. I want medicinal herbs. Give me at least two carts of 500-year-old Heron Root and Spirit Grass!" Steven scoffed in disdain. "Are you kidding me? Two carts of rare medicinal herbs like that? Even if you had ten lives, you aren't worth that much!" Alfred's anger flared. Finding hundred-year-old medicinal herbs was feasible, but 500-year-old ones were rare treasures, nearly impossible to come by. Two carts of such medicinal herbs would be precious even for Vajra grandmasters; there was no way he would hand them over to Steven! The onlookers watching the live broadcast gasped in shock at Steven's outrageous demand. He was really pushing his luck! "If you're this poor, calling yourselves one of the four