"Huh?"
Xiao Qingxiu sat in the seat of honor, his face blank.
Yes, he wondered whether he had misheard. Looking up, he found that the speaker was still Guo Youquan, the elderly steward of the Dechang Trading House.
With a smile on his face, Guo Youquan solemnly cupped his hands toward Xiao Qingxiu once again. "On behalf of our Dechang Trading House, I thank you, Young Prince!"
"Indeed! Your magnanimity commands our admiration, Young Prince!"
At this, the trading house stewards seated below rose and spoke one after another.
"You've been in the scented balm business for years, Young Prince. To give it up just like that for Heir Jiang's sake is truly a wise decision!"
"Ah, Young Prince, I said earlier that you had poor judgment. Now I see I was wrong! This wasn't poor judgment at all-you were putting the greater good first!"
"Exactly, exactly!"
Praise came in an unbroken stream.
The merchants at the back nodded along as well.
Xiao Qingxiu was willing to surrender his scented balm business to make way for Jiang Xiaobai's perfume.
Such generosity of spirit...
Was something few people possessed.
As Xiao Qingxiu sat there, his mouth slowly fell open, and the expression on his face froze completely.
No.
Had I said I was quitting?
I was clearly warning these people so they'd cooperate with me and teach Jiang Xiaobai a lesson!
How had they not only missed my meaning, but become so delighted instead?
"You... you..."
Xiao Qingxiu raised his hand and pointed at the people below. His finger trembled uncontrollably, and for a long while, he couldn't get out a complete sentence.
The people from the Eight Great Trading Houses paid him no mind, gathering together to discuss it in low voices again.
"Haha! The Young Prince won't be selling