"I just heard it, you said it was 150,000, we can pay that money back!" Chu Xiaoyao pulled Chu Nan, comforted him a few words, and happened to hear Brother Lil's words, turned around and shouted at him.
Brother Lil sneered, shook his head and said, "Little girl, you're wrong. That's an antique, and the price of antiques isn't fixed. I did buy it for 150,000, but it's appreciated now. So, if you want to pay, it can't just be 150,000."
Chu Nan quickly said, "Brother Lil, please, don't make things difficult for my friend. I'll find a way to get you the 150,000 as soon as possible!"
"You... better keep quiet, you have no right to speak here!" San Hu directly walked towards Chu Nan in big strides, intending to pull him away. As he reached Chu Nan and Chu Xiaoyao, just as San Hu was about to reach out to grab Chu Nan, he felt a sharp slap on his wrist, his arm went numb, and he cried out in pain; it was Chu Xiaoyao who, seeing him approach, suddenly reached out and hit back.
