Everyone's gaze turned toward Lin Xuan. This fellow's eye was truly venomously sharp; the moment he bought this thing and resold it, he could make a fortune.
"I already said I don't plan to sell this. Ling'er, Yan'er, why are you still standing there? Let's go."
As Lin Xuan spoke, he headed toward the stairs, and that action of his completely enraged the brocade-robed young master. Several servants tapped their feet and had already flown over to block the three of them.
"Your Excellency refuses a toast only to drink a forfeit. Do you know what status my master has?" the leading servant said coldly. This person was actually also a Nascent Soul Early Stage Immortal cultivator.
"That's right. You brat, you simply don't know whether you're dead or alive, daring to throw even the Shark King Prince's demand to the back of your mind."
The moment those two sentences came out, every Immortal cultivator present, the shopkeeper included, changed color in shock. Just now it had merely been a guess, but now it was confirmed: he truly was the Mad Shark King's son. A force like that was something they could only look up to.
After the servants finished speaking, they all wore an arrogant, chin-held-high look, waiting for Lin Xuan to soften.
Unfortunately, the next scene was something they would never have imagined even in their dreams.
Lin Xuan did not want to make an enemy of the Mad Shark King, but the other party's arrogant attitude had truly made him unhappy to the extreme. Buying and selling should follow the principle of mutual willingness; the other party was being far too overbearing.
"I've never heard of any Shark King. Does the Sea Race truly think the Great Wilderness Sea is your territory? Do you think we