"Sir, a customer wants to see you. She… she wants to talk about a big business deal with you," Hong Ling said.
"Heh." Yu Shu waved her hand. "Do I look like I'm short of money? Chase her out. Want to see me? That's not gonna happen."
"But Sir, that business deal is not ordinary…"
"I said I won't do business with her. The Exiled Immortal Pawnshop won't tolerate arrogant people." Yu Shu reached out and grabbed a piece of pastry in front of him.
Hong Ling was a little troubled, but there was nothing she could do. Just as she was about to leave, she heard the purple-clothed youth, who had been remaining silent, ask, "What is the business deal about?"
