"Is the proprietor Zhuang suggesting that this Prince should yield the medicinal herb to Chu Nanli?" Ye Yunting coldly spoke.
Zhuang Lin was slightly surprised; in front of others, Ye Yunting didn't seem to have any intention of saving face for his Princess Consort. However, this was someone else's family matter, and Zhuang Lin didn't think it appropriate to interfere, let alone speak too much.
Right now, he just wanted to properly settle this matter so he could report back to the person upstairs.
"To put it bluntly, that is indeed the case. However, an incident like this happening at my Auction House, causing both esteemed guests displeasure, is something I deeply regret. To show my sincerity, I've had two modest gifts prepared, which will be sent to the War God Residence later. What do you say to that, Prince?"
Ye Yunting snorted coldly, obviously not buying it.
"What does Proprietor Zhuang take me for? So easily fooled?"
