Liam hit the ground hard after Jeffrey delivered a swift kick to his stomach. He clutched his midsection, his face reddening from the agony.


    Despite the pain, Liam chose silence. He stood up quietly, positioning himself behind Jeffrey once again without uttering a word.


    At that moment, Charlie cast another nce at Liam.


    In Liam, Charlie saw a reflection of his past self.


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    Just then, Wendy nudged Jeffrey and remarked, “Darling, don’t let a piece of trash and a worthless bastard child get you upset. Let’s head inside and check out the expo now.”


    Jeffrey nodded in agreement.


    To him, Charlie was nothing more than garbage, and Liam was merely a bastard child. Even after suffering significant losses due to Charlie, he still didn’t view him as anything remarkable.


    However, Jeffrey was eager for a chance to retaliate against Charlie and unleash his pent-up resentment.


    On the other hand, Charlie had no interest in arguing further with these individuals. His primary purpose for attending the Chinese Medicine Expo was to get his hands on the three-hundred-year-old purple ginseng.


    If Keh and Jeffrey continued their taunts, he would take his time dealing with themter.


    Once Keh, Jeffrey, and their entourage had walked away, Anthony shook his head and sighed, “Keh is really too full of himself!”


    Graham added, “Mr. Wade, Dr. Simmons, why don’t we head into the hall as well? Let’s not allow those people to dampen our spirits today.”


    Charlie smiled and replied, “Absolutely. I won’t let a bunch of clowns ruin my day.”


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    Graham eagerly invited Charlie to visit his booth. The Quinton family was well-regarded in the medicinal herb trade, boasting a history of over a century. Their booth featured more than a dozen disy cabs, filled with an array of herbs and materials.


    Graham said to Charlie, “Mr. Wade, if you need any herbs or materials, just let me know. I’ll make sure you get them right away.”


    Charlie nodded and responded, “Once I acquire the three-hundred-year-old purple ginseng, I’ll be able to create a new medication. I’ll inform you about the herbs and materials I’ll require then.”


    Graham quickly replied, “No problem, Mr. Wade. Just say the word, and I’ll do my utmost to fulfill any requests you have!”


    As Charlie continued to explore the exhibition hall, he found nothing that caught his interest. A sense of disappointment washed over him.


    It appeared that most of the herbs and medicines on disy were quite ordinary,cking any special qualities.


    After a brief stroll, he realized it was almost time for the auction. So, Charlie headed directly to the auction hall alongside Graham and Anthony.


    The auction hall was enormous, amodating several thousand seats.


    At the front, a transparent booth with ss on all sides housed the coveted three-hundred-year-old purple ginseng, prominently disyed at its center.


    Charlie felt a surge of excitement upon seeing the purple ginseng.


    He could sense its potent medicinal properties right away. Based on his knowledge and keen eye, he believed that although it wasbeled as three hundred years old, it was likely closer to four hundred years. The quality of this purple ginseng exceeded his expectations.