Feng Yun felt a sting in her heart and her brows unconsciously furrowed.
The shopkeeper saw her expression and, thinking she couldn't afford it, snorted coldly, his face looking a hundred times uglier than before.
"If the lady is going to buy, then buy. If you can't afford it, then get out quickly. It's pouring rain, and your umbrella is dripping water all over my shop..."
To show his disdain, he even lifted his sleeve and waved it about as if shooing away flies.
This movement made Yuan Shangyi frown deeply.
"You are truly unreasonable..."
"I'm unreasonable?" The shopkeeper's gaze fell on Yuan Shangyi's face.
A skinny little child, with barely any flesh on his bones, which definitely suggested a poor family background.
He became even more certain of his thought.
This family must be of fallen status, perhaps once wealthy but now poor, certainly unable to afford such rare items as coal balls. Talking with them was a waste of breath...