"Andrew, this is our chance!"
Inside the Medicine God's Covenant, Amari excitedly approached Andrew.
"Slow down," Andrew said calmly, his tone steady as ever. His body still ached from his injuries, and he could not move too much.
Amari leaned in eagerly. "The Sovereign's Apothecary will be negotiating with their major clients in the next few days. The outcome will decide whether they can keep those big contracts. I had heard that their first round of talks had already failed, and sure enough, this morning, Theon himself showed up. Looks like they're in serious trouble sealing those deals."
Andrew's eyes lit up as he nodded. "You're right. Their trouble could be our opportunity. But we'll need a proper plan to seize it. Do you know which clients Sovereign's Apothecary is negotiating with?"
Amari nodded. "Of course I do. I've worked at the Sovereign's Apothecary for years, and I was part of several of those deals myself. First is the Robertson family. They've been frustrated with Sovereign's Apothecary's pricing for years. Every year, they place nearly half a billion dollars in orders, and this time, they've had enough of the markup. The deal's been stalled for months.
"The second one is the Iron Sword Sect, one of the biggest factions under the Northern Martial Union. And the last is the influential Webster family from Chetvine. None of those three contracts has been finalized yet. Andrew, I think we should go for it."
Andrew thought for a moment, then a confident smile spread across his face. "You're right. We've got this."
Amari looked startled. "Andrew, don't get ahead of yourself. Those three have been Sovereign's loyal partners for years. We're newcomers with no reputation. Why would they trust us?

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