"With that sly monkey look on your face, you don't seem like a good person at all, just a pretty but useless thing. If we broke it, we'd compensate you—that's it. And now you have the nerve to demand a king's ransom. Is there no sense of reason left?" Liu Cong said through gritted teeth.
Seeing his firm stance, the stall owner's gaze shrank for a moment. However, noticing the watch on the young man's wrist, his eyes suddenly firmed up again. Though not wealthy himself, he liked to indulge in browsing branded items in magazines. His son shared this pastime, and just yesterday he had shown him that very watch, saying it was some high-end European brand. He couldn't remember exactly; all he knew was that it was a limited edition and that he was very fond of it.
