Chapter 219 I Want You Be My Teacher
"The pharmaceutical industry is not something that ordinary people can control. It is only those with power and influence who have the opportunity to enter this industry. From what Kyle said, it seems like their family has been in the pharmaceutical business for generations.
They even have ancestral prescriptions, which indicates that the Riordan family is a well-established and respected lineage.
"You give me a bottle of the pain-relieving medicine!" William thought that this kind of medicine would definitely come in handy in the future, so it would be better to take advantage of this opportunity and get a bottle for research purposes. Since directly asking for the ancestral secret recipe would surely be denied or possibly unknown to them.
After all, a prescription that relates to the fate of a family is something that only one or two core members would know. It's better to be straightforward and take a bottle to see.
When William mentioned the ancestral healing medicine, Kyle hesitated. His father had instructed him that this ancestral medicine should not be easily given to outsiders. However, if they didn't give it to William now, they might face mistreatment.
Kyle hesitated for a moment and said, "I do have a bottle of healing medicine, but can you guarantee that you will let us go once you have it?"
"Depending on my mood. Just bring the healing medicine first," William said casually. Now that he had the upper hand, he naturally wanted to exploit Kyle and the others.
"William, our ancestral healing medicine is worth over one million dollars per bottle and is unavailable in the market," Kyle said displeased.
"Do you think you are in a position to negotiate with me now? Are you asking me to search you or are you going to take it out willingly? You decide!" William's lips curled up as he said coldly.
Kyle and Camden were frightened by William's words. Camden urged Kyle, "Kyle, just take it out! It's just a bottle of healing medicine."
Kyle's face turned ugly, but he had to give in. He reluctantly took out a glass bottle about half the size of his palm from his pocket, containing white ointment.
"This is our ancestral healing medicine," Kyle reluctantly handed the bottle to William. It was originally given to him and Camden by his father to treat their leg injuries. But now, it was being taken away by William.
William felt delighted and casually took the bottle. He then opened the cap and sniffed it in front of his nose. It had a sour plum scent, not very pleasant. Moreover, half of the content was already used, indicating that Kyle and Camden were currently using this bottle of healing medicine.
After taking possession of this medicine, William's eyes shifted and he asked again, "Since you're from a pharmaceutical family, you must have other ancestral medicines, right?"
"No, this is the only one," Kyle immediately replied without even thinking, as if he had already anticipated that William would ask this.
"Is that so?" William glanced at Camden beside him. This guy was feeling guilty and didn't dare to meet William's gaze. He even turned his head away.
William smiled slightly and said, "Camden, go ahead and speak. Whoever speaks first, I'll let them go first."
As soon as William finished speaking, the two exchanged glances. Kyle shook his head slightly, signaling Camden not to speak.
However, Camden didn't care at this moment. He was scared by William's methods and couldn't bear it anymore.
He hurriedly said, "There are two ancestral medicines. One is used to treat eye diseases, as long as the eyeball is intact, it can be cured. The other is a type of stimulant drug that can temporarily enhance a person's strength. However, it has been classified as a banned substance, so the family rarely produces it anymore. But there should still be some in stock."
"Very good. You can go now." William didn't expect the Riordan family's pharmaceutical level to be so high. He needed to find a way to get his hands on these two miraculous medicines.
"I... can I really go now?" Camden couldn't believe it himself. William was actually letting him go just like that.
"Well, if you want to save Kyle, give his father a message." William calmly persuaded.
"What message?" Camden asked, tilting his head. Kyle also turned his head with concern.
"Tell him to bring over the other two ancestral medicines and also bring some more of this healing medicine. Tell him to bring me ten bottles of each of the three ancestral medicines! When the medicine arrives, I will let Kyle go!" William said indifferently.
"Are you going to take them all? Do you know that the ingredients for these ancestral medicines are extremely rare? Each bottle is worth one million dollars. You're asking for thirty bottles at once, worth at least thirty million dollars." Kyle became furious when he heard that William wanted so much.
"Stop wasting my time, quickly send the message. I don’t have much patience left." William raised his eyebrows and said.
Kyle glared at William in anger, but why did he feel like what he said made sense? Wasn't it worth thirty million dollars??
"It's good to have some extra of these three medicines. They'll definitely come in handy." William said.
"I'll go deliver the message immediately." After saying this, Camden quickly ran out without even looking back at Kyle.
"Don't forget about me, make sure to deliver the message." Kyle couldn't help but shout loudly at Camden.
After letting Camden go to deliver the message, William temporarily detained Kyle in this office, with two black fighters guarding him.
Late in the evening, the people in the martial arts gym finally finished their work.
Hunter, Sharon, and Aurora were exhausted after a busy day. After showering on the third floor of the gym, they all went to their dormitories to sleep. However, Dilma remained as energetic as ever.
William quietly arrived outside Dilma's room, ready to pay respects and learn from him. He was about to knock on the door when he heard from inside,
Suddenly, a voice came over.
"Mr. Brown, come in! The door isn't locked!!!"
"I can't believe you could tell. Your hearing is truly amazing." William wasn't too surprised. After all, Dilma was a grandmaster, and he had the strength to prove it.
Upon entering the room, William saw the dimly lit room, with Dilma sitting on the bed, wearing a white training uniform.
"Mr. Brown, is there something urgent that brings you here so late?" Dilma opened his eyes and spoke. He didn't dare to be too arrogant in front of William, considering that William had fully invested in this Jujitsu Gym.
"I want to become your disciple. I don't know if you'd accept me." William said earnestly. He had long thought about becoming Dilma's disciple so that he could receive his personal guidance.
"Mr. Brown, are you certain about wanting to become my disciple?" Dilma's expression turned serious. As he spoke, he got off the bed and approached William.
Although he no longer accepted disciples, William's status was extraordinary. Taking him would greatly benefit the reputation of Jujitsu. Dilma was tempted.
"Yes, I'm serious." William nodded with determination. "I've been progressing too slowly in my own training and I hope to receive your personal guidance."
"Accepting you as my disciple is not out of the question. Your slow progress is due to missing the optimal age for training. If you want to achieve something, we need to awaken your potential." Dilma said solemnly.
"Awaken my potential?" William looked confused.