"Brat, are you so bored that you deliberately came here to make fun of me?"
The fat stall owner's face was filled with displeasure.
It was no wonder Chen Yu was bargaining in reverse.
After all the fuss, it turned out that he was played for a fool.
Giving away antiques for free? Nah.
He got to pay his 'buyer' a million yuan to 'sell' it to him.
Was this something a normal person would do?
"I can help you get rid of your suffering," Chen Yu replied calmly. "If you believe me, then do as I say."
"If you don't believe me, then you're on your own."
After saying this, Chen Yu took a step forward and prepared to leave.
"Wait a moment."
The fat stall owner felt Chen Yu's words had a hidden meaning.
What did he mean by helping him get rid of his suffering?
"Speak clearly. What are you here for?"
"I came here to save you from your sea of bitterness," Chen Yu said as he turned his head.
