Watching the richly dressed, haughty young man suddenly rush out from a nearby shop and block his path, followed by two attendants with the bearing of martial artists, Chen Mo nearly lost control and sent him to meet his ancestors.
Fortunately, he restrained himself. Raising the furnace in his hand, he asked calmly,
"Is this the alchemy furnace?"
"That's right. I've had my eye on this alchemy furnace for a long time, yet you swooped in and snatched it away at the last moment." The young man looked furious, as if Chen Mo had committed some heinous crime.
Chen Mo looked puzzled. "If you had your eye on it, why didn't you buy it?"
"Uh..." The young man's imposing manner immediately deflated.
An alchemy furnace worth a million taels was not something one could simply buy on a whim.
Seeing this, how could Chen Mo not understand what the fellow was thinking? He asked with an amused smile,
"You're not broke, are you?"
"How could I possibly be broke? My father is a Yellow Grade Alchemist!" Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, the young man nearly leaped into the air.
"Are you your father's only son?"
"Of course not. I have two older brothers, three older sisters, and a younger sister... Wait, why am I telling you this?!" The young man finally came to his senses.
Hearing that, Chen Mo nodded in understanding.
"So it really is because you have no money."
"I...!"
Gritting his teeth, the young man stared hard at Chen Mo. Before long, however, he seemed like a punctured ball.
"That's right, I don't have the money. A million taels... while this really is an excellent alchemy furnace, it's simply far too expensive."
"This alchemy furnace is indeed quite good." Chen Mo nodded.
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