If the Martin Family in Brooksdale befriends a Martial Arts Grandmaster, their status in the city will undoubtedly skyrocket!
Moreover, in recent years, the Martin' herbal business in Brooksdale has been neither hot nor cold, and the Martin in Northridge Province have had some complaints, possibly even considering abandoning this branch.
When that time comes, where would Larry Martin head?
Only by befriending the young man before him, would their branch of the Martin Family have a chance to catch the eye of the Martin in Northridge Province!
I thought for a moment, then turned around and said to Larry Martin, "If you want to know if it's real or not, then take down this painting and give it to me. I'll prove it to you."
Larry Martin did not hesitate for a second and immediately ordered someone to take the painting down and handed it to me.
He knew very well that even if the painting was genuine, it would be worthless in front of the young man!
"Sir, please instruct us..."
Before Larry Martin could finish his sentence, I directly tore the painting, worth millions, in half!
This scene shocked everyone!
The security guard who took down the painting was stunned!
The customers in line were also dumbfounded!
Even the elderly doctor taking the pulse of an old man almost had his heart stop!
Damn, this was Charity Hall's prized treasure!
He just tore it like that, without even discussing it?
And he tore it in front of our boss, Larry Martin?
Holy crap, even if you're looking to die, this isn't the way!
The security guard just wanted to make a move, but Larry Martin shot him a glare, "Martinez't disturb me! Get back to your post!"
Upon hearing "Mr.," the security guard's mouth twitched.
Damn, there was a question of whether this kid was even twenty, and Mr. Martin was actually addressing him with such respect?
I didn't care about the reactions around me, directly finding a tiny scrap of paper from the crack in the painting.
The slip was so small that most people wouldn't see it at all.
"Use a magnifying glass to look at the words inside, and you'll know."
Carefully taking the slip of paper, Larry Martin had someone fetch a magnifying glass, and once he saw the words inside, his whole old face turned green.
"Grandpa, what did you see?"
Stephanie Martin curiously leaned over, and when she saw the slip of paper through the magnifying glass, she burst out laughing with a "pfft."
Because it read: I don't know which fool would buy this forgery, bro, my apologies - Austin Turner, 2002.
Obviously, this Austin Turner was the forger of this painting!
Even more infuriating was that the other side left such an arrogant line!
It was like cursing Larry Martin for being a fool across time, how could his face not turn green?
It took a long time for Larry Martin to respond, ordering someone to burn the painting, and then he looked at me, cupping his hands, "Thanks to my intervention, otherwise I, Larry Martin, would have been kept in the dark. By the way, after talking for so long, I don't know how to address you, or why you happen to be in my Charity Hall?"
"David Johnson, the Johnson of stars. I'm here to buy some medicinal herbs."
Larry Martin was overjoyed; if the other party was here to buy herbs, he could use this opportunity to form a good relationship! To say who in Brooksdale is most qualified to talk about herbs, it's undoubtedly his Charity Hall!
Suddenly, Larry Martin thought of something.
"David Johnson... why does this name sound so familiar?"
Soon, he recalled an old incident from five years ago.
Overnight, the Johnson Family in Brooksdale was destroyed by a big figure from Silverwood. The family of three who died seemed to include one named David Johnson.
Back then, David Johnson was about a teenager; after five years, he would be about the same age as the current Mr. Johnson in front of him.
This incident not only caused a huge stir in Brooksdale's circles but also caught the attention of big figures in Northridge Province.
But no one intervened because the big figure from Silverwood was unshakeable, and exterminating a small family was as easy for him as squashing an ant.
The Martin in Northridge Province even specifically had him secretly investigate the exterminated Johnson Family, so Larry Martin was very aware of the events concerning the Johnson Family in Brooksdale.
The late David Johnson had a very low reputation in Brooksdale; although he was considered a young master of the Johnson Family, he was mocked and toyed with by countless family members and was said to have become reclusive because of it, with multiple suicide attempts that failed.
Such a useless person, dying was considered a relief.
Larry Martin looked again at the young man standing before him and shook his head, sighing, "Why do two people with the same name have such disparate statuses? One was a waste stepped on by countless people in Brooksdale, while the other is a Martial Arts Grandmaster who commands everything, at the pinnacle of the skies... sigh..."
Larry Martin was completely unaware that the David Johnson in front of him was the same waste stepped on by countless people back then!
The waste had returned!
...
Larry Martin was startled from his recollections, smiled, and said with great respect, "Mr. Johnson, tell me which medicinal herbs you need, and I'll deliver them to your residence later."
I didn't waste words, directly pulling out a list and handing it over, "I need the herbs on the list, as many as possible. As for the price, just give it to me at market value."
Larry Martin glanced at the list and was stunned.
He originally thought I needed general medicinal herbs for healing, but upon looking, he realized that most of the herbs the other party needed were extremely precious!
Moreover, many herbs were actually toxic when mixed! If taken recklessly, it would be fatal!
"Mr. Johnson, this formula is highly toxic..."
I didn't pay attention to Larry Martin, walking directly towards the door, saying as I left, "Martinez't worry about the formula, just follow the list I provided. I'll come for them in person tomorrow."
After saying this, my figure disappeared from Charity Hall, leaving a bewildered pair of grandfather and granddaughter behind.
After a long while, the two finally recovered.
Stephanie Martin couldn't hold back anymore and spoke up, "Grandpa, aren't you holding this kid in too high regard? I admit he has strength, but looking across all of Brooksdale, there are many strong ones. What is this David Johnson really worth?"
Larry Martin' eyes remained fixed on the distant figure of David Johnson, sighing, "Stephanie, your vision is still too narrow. Do you know what I just saw?"
"What?"
"The coming of a Grandmaster."
Stephanie Martin nearly shouted at hearing the word 'Grandmaster.'
She had been learning martial arts from a master since she was little, and naturally knew what the word 'Grandmaster' meant!
"Grandpa, could you have mistaken him... He's just too young... How could a Grandmaster look like him..."
Larry Martin laughed, laughed exceedingly loudly, and then suddenly stopped, saying with justified firmness:
"You're mistaken! He isn't a Grandmaster; he's someone even more formidable!"
"Stephanie! Remember! From today onwards, our Martin Family must pull in this person at all costs!"