Chapter 1293 The Blatant Robbery

• “If you don't hand over the money, then return the ginseng to the old lady. Otherwise, you won't be able to go anywhere,” Alex said, his face darkening as he spoke coldly.
• Anthony's shoulder was gripped so tightly by Alex that it was painfully raw. He was gritting his teeth and grimacing, his expression somewhat ferocious. “Hurry, let go of your hand! You're about to break my bones!”
• Knowing his own strength, Alex released his grip on Anthony's hand, and asked once again, “Will you give it or not?”