Patrick's face darkened. "Dustin is my friend. I can vouch for him. If there's any problem, I'll take full responsibility!"

"Hey! What are you all dawdling for? Come in quickly!" Seeing the group standing at the doorway, Spring urged them from inside the room.

"Hmph! Kid, you better not play any tricks. I'll be watching you closely!" Torben warned before stepping aside.

"Dustin, don't bother with him. Please come in," Patrick said, not wanting to waste any more time. He quickly led Dustin to the bedside.

"Young guy, I heard you have the Gemiphen?" Nicholas spoke first. His eager demeanor was like that of a person who had starved for three days and finally saw a delicious feast.

"I do have it, but not many. They were all passed down through my ancestors," Dustin replied. He could tell from the emblem on their clothes that they were from the Stoneray Valley. To avoid trouble, he could only give such an answer.

"So it's an ancestral elixir? Young guy, how many pills do you have