"You want to buy this cauldron?" Zhi Qiang inquired with a sinister look.
"Are you deaf? Didn't I say that cauldron is mine? If you want it, then it is nothing but a fool's dream!" Ye Chen replied with a sneer.
"Humph! Let me see who can stop me from getting this cauldron!" Zhi Qiang stated with a cold look and looked at the attendant.
"Where is the price tag? I want this cauldron to hurry up and pack it for me," he commanded with an arrogant tone.
Hearing him, the attendees faces flashed with displeasure.
"I am sorry, but this cauldron can't be sold without its owner present here. If you really want to buy it, then you have to wait; if you don't want to wait, then this cauldron might not be faced with you," she stated with impatience.
Once again Zhi Qiang's face turned dark with anger. He really didn't expect that even an attendant would be impolite to him.
