Chapter 190: 100,000 Gold Coins Is Too Little! Make It 500,000!

In the Andes Family mansion, Punk sat upright in the reception room, resisting the urge to scrutinize the opulent decor and furnishings around him, trying to appear less oblivious.

Actually, compared to the aura of the Campbell family, the pressure from the Andes family was somewhat lighter, not overwhelming to the point of being unbearable for him.

To be honest, until this moment, Punk still hadn't fully adapted to his identity.

Everything that happened during this time felt like a dream to him, as if the Divine holding his fate was playing a joke on him.

Up until a week ago, he was just a cart driver, but now he had become one of the notable "figures" on Queen Street, and even Mr. Andes, whom even his former boss dared only admire from afar, was willing to take time out of his busy schedule to meet him.

This was something he hadn't dared dream about before.

But humans are such creatures adept at learning and adapting to their environment.