The moment those words left Max Troy's mouth, Hank the Third felt every hair on his body stand on end. He sucked in a sharp breath.
Whatever could terrify the infamous Master Meng into looking like that, this man had to be the mysterious figure Max Troy had mentioned before.
If that was true, Hank wouldn't have enough lives to spend today even if he had a dozen of them.
"He... he's..."
But before Hank could stammer out a question, Max Troy was already barking orders at the men he'd brought, not even bothering to turn around. "Get moving. Bring in every one of those floral displays I prepared. Today is Vanguard Pharmaceuticals' opening ceremony, and it needs to look the part."
"Yes, sir!"
The men scrambled out and returned moments later wheeling in a cart overflowing with vibrant, ext
