Woo-seong's expression instantly turned ugly upon hearing Wei-sun's words.
After Sol had given him the Nine Heavens Storage Ring, he had gone out of his way to make sure the Auction House he went to wasn't owned by any of the Holy Sects or Great Clans. But obviously, he didn't go out of his way enough.
The last thing he wanted was for his Sect's Immortal Treasure to fall into one of those bastard hands, even though it was severely damaged it was a disgrace that it was obtained by the Jeagal Clan.
Woo-seong clenched his fists even tighter and glared at Wei-sun.
Wei-sun ignored his glare and lifted the storage ring in the air as if to get a better look before saying.
"To think you would be willing to sell your Sect's Immortal Treasure, the Nine Heavens Storage Ring, for a few Aether Stones. If you can do that, why can't you lie to get more Aether Stones from my Young Master's store?"
