As soon as the scarred man finished speaking, he clapped his hands as a signal.
Dozens of stretchers were brought in, each carrying a bodyguard wrapped in various bandages.
Along with them were several boxes of dissected stones, all cracked and worthless!
Lorry shouted in shock, "What nonsense are you talking about? When did I ever touch your stones?"
"Young Master, you must have a short memory. An hour ago, you cut many of my stones open at the factory," replied the man.
"We even had coffee together. There's surveillance footage to prove it," the scarred man said confidently, clearly prepared.
"I saw your stones at the Montana Market, and we discussed prices over coffee, but we didn't make a deal! Stop lying!" Lorry retorted, furious.
"This is extortion and setting me up! You want
