Clearly, Old Mrs. Wei could not accept the scene Lu Jingzhi described.
She wanted to say something. But, to her surprise, Lu Jingzhi was losing her patience due to the continuous haggling.
A smile vanished from her face within an instant.
Then, she smiled wider, "Then, wait until Xiaoqi is sold to the slaver at a lower price. Until when my sister and I will buy Wei Xiaoqi back from the slaver, huh. What? You think the slaver will raise the price? What's the big deal? Let the slaver make some profit."
Jiang Tanyue couldn't help but smile at this impudent behaviour.
She, too, didn't like this price war.
Dealing with Jin Youqian was somewhat amusing, but with this old woman, even the slightest bit of fun was completely sucked out.
Lu Jingzhi's words were clear: We have the money, but seeing your poor attitude, we would rather give it to others than to you.
Agree to it or not, in the end, the only one at a loss will be you.
The truth or falsehood of her words doesn't matter.
