"8,000 yuan?" Jacob snickered, "Why don't you go and rob a bank?"
"Hey, that isn't nice of you to say so." The vendor looked at Jacob and said, "When it comes to business, it's about willingness. We don't owe each other anything."
"It's a little expensive. Make it cheaper, please," Yesly replied with a smile.
"It isn't expensive, girl. Its existence is as valuable as the Sword of King Yue. If I make it cheaper, I'll suffer a great loss. If it were someone else today, he or she wouldn't have been able to obtain a cheap price of 8000 yuan." The vendor certainly wouldn't lower the price that soon. He and Yesly were testing each other's patience.
"Make it cheaper, then I'll take it. If not, I'm going somewhere else to have a look." Yesly wasn't the kind of girl who would be fooled so easily. She put down the counterfeit in her hand and turned to leave.