Chapter 781: Chapter 781 A Crowded Hunting Ground
"So some people are here hunting for the pill recipe?" I lifted my eyebrows and questioned.
"Exactly, that’s why you need to stay alert." Tilda Maxwayne nodded, wearing a faint smile.
She had no clue about my real thoughts. In her mind, I definitely possessed the concentric pill recipe.
"Mrs. Maxwayne, do you happen to know which of them has the concentric pill recipe? I’d like to know who I’m up against." I lied smoothly.
Tilda chuckled and replied, "Though many showed up today, you only need to watch two people."
"One goes by Colin Ava, the other Wesley Thornton." Tilda Maxwayne stated.
I quietly memorized both names and nodded, "Got it, Mrs. Maxwayne. Thanks."
"Good, now get moving and use your time wisely. You’ve got three days." Tilda said.
With that, Tilda Maxwayne stood up and walked away.
Once she was gone, I couldn’t help but smirk: "Taking things? That’s my specialty."
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Deep into the night.
The whole courtyard lay in stillness.
Yet beneath this calm, dangerous undercurrents flowed.
Numerous people, brimming with deadly intentions, were getting ready to grab the Concentric Pill recipe.
I rose and stepped out of my room.
Hiding my presence, I moved carefully toward Colin Ava’s place.
I’d already scouted Colin’s location during daylight, so tracking him down wasn’t tough.
I reached the area near Colin’s quarters.
The moment I got close, I sensed multiple auras encircling the spot.
I squinted and smirked, "Looks like someone beat me here."
I checked the front entrance and spotted footprints in several spots.
Clearly, someone had arrived ahead of me.
I held back and waited quietly in the shadows.
Minutes passed.
Colin Ava’s door swung open easily, and two Marquises walked inside!
Colin, who was getting ready for bed, shot up in panic. He scrambled to his feet and stammered with fear, "What...what do you want?"
Colin wasn’t particularly powerful, just a Peak Form Grandmaster.
Against two Military Marquis Realm fighters, he barely had any chance to resist!
"What do we want? Fork over your Concentric Pill recipe!" one Marquis said icily.
"Or today becomes your final day!"
Colin’s face went white
