Xiaorou glared: "Do you know the identity of my master? How dare you make us line up?"
This matter, if taken seriously, could affect the relationship between the two nations.
The shopkeeper still wore a smiling face: "The Crown Princess Consort also sent people here earlier, and they had to queue up too!"
The higher one's position, the more cautious everyone becomes, unwilling to allow others to catch their weaknesses. This act of cutting in line might seem minor, but if manipulated by others, it could cause a lot of trouble.
Nobody wants to stir up trouble over small matters, especially at this critical time for the Crown Prince Residence.
The other people in line, who had adhered to the rules, were already dissatisfied with Xiaorou's behaviour. Seeing the shopkeeper's response, they also voiced their objections.
"We've been waiting for two hours!"
"Exactly, why do you get to cut in line? Tell us, who is your master?"
