A Great Harvest

Manor Master Xiao knew that his initial price would never satisfy the appetite of the other party. Instantly, he gritted his teeth and roared: "Ok, you two name a price, if I can bear it, I will pay if even if I have sell everything!"

Qin Wushuang smiled and remained silent. Instead, he looked Manor Master Xiao up and down. He was not looking at him to mock him. Still, it was Qin Wushuang deliberately using his stares to destroy his psychological resistance. To slowly defeat his will utterly, he would reach the goal of maximizing his profit.

After having watched for a bit, slowly, the trace of a mischievous smile emerged on Qin Wushuang's face: "Manor Master Xiao, you seem to be extremely unwilling for me to report to your Ringleader Zhou Guangshu."

Manor Master Xiao's face was a suffocating red. He turned his head to evade Qin Wushuang's sharp eyes, the look that seemed to pierce into his heart.