Yang Fan has been in business for a few years.
Although he doesn't understand Artifact Refining, he knows what business is about.
Just one look at Zong Zheng's sly expression, and he knew exactly what was happening.
No doubt about it, he had lost out.
"Brother Zong, this time I admit I got the short end of the stick. I hope you can take note of this and go easy on me next time," Yang Fan said helplessly. "I thought anyone introduced by my master should be trustworthy, so let's be clear on some things."
Zong Zheng waved his hand with a smile, "What are you talking about, Brother Yang? There's no such thing as losing out, absolutely not!"
"However, next time I'll definitely give you a substantial discount, just for what you said."
Yang Fan rolled his eyes, thinking to himself, "Yeah, right."
