"Okay."
The man nodded emphatically.
His face lit up with joy.
The man named his price.
It was even lower than the price Zhuge Yun had told Xiao Xiao.
The man didn't want to let this opportunity slip away.
He was going back to his country the day after tomorrow.
If he couldn't sell the book of chess games today, he planned to burn it for the old man tomorrow.
Xiao Xiao nodded.
The transaction ended quickly and smoothly.
The man was practically stunned.
The past few days had been so frustrating.
No one wanted the book of chess games.
The few people who showed any interest shook their heads as soon as they heard his price.
Or else they tried to slash it drastically.
At that price, he might as well burn it for the old man.
He wasn't going to sell it.
Selling it would only upset him.
What would be the point?
At last, the man's gloomy mood, which had weighed on him for days, lifted.
He'd said he would burn it for the old man in the end, but he'd spent time and effort on this...
Only to burn it for the old man anyway...
Why hadn't he just done that from the start?
He should have spent these past few days enjoying the country with his wife and children.
He'd feel he'd wasted his time.
The man had a very good impression of this young man.
He was even a little grateful to him.
Grateful that the young man hadn't let all the time and effort he'd spent over the past few days go to waste.
The man had something to do, so he left first.
He insisted on paying for the young man's coffee.
Xiao Xiao