"I have long heard of Mr. Colin's great reputation, and did not expect him to send someone to visit me personally. May I ask what the purpose is?"
The maid beside them approached and poured red tea for the two, then quietly left the room.
Facing the all-seeing eyes on the opposite side, Punk did not beat around the bush but directly took out the wooden box he brought with him, and gently placed it on the tea table between the two sofas.
Looking at the wooden box on the table, Andes was slightly taken aback and looked at Punk with a puzzled expression.
"What is this?"
Punk nodded slightly, speaking with a respectful yet detached demeanor.
"My lord wishes to present you with a gift, a specialty from his territory. Please, take a look."
Andes raised an eyebrow slightly, then reached out to unfasten the latch on the wooden box.
The moment the box was opened, a vivid green light caught his eyes, causing him to involuntarily hold his breath.
