Urban Romantic Divine Doctor

Xu Wendong hadn’t expected Elder Fang to be so ’petty.’ He laughed as he took out a Daqianmen cigarette and put it in his mouth, "Business is always a matter of mutual consent. Elder Fang, it’s only natural that you wouldn’t sell the Qinghua Ruyi Phoenix Vase to me. As a junior, I wouldn’t dream of coercing you."

These simple words rendered Elder Fang speechless.

He never expected Xu Wendong to use his own words against him to answer his earlier question.

It stirred an intense irritation within someone who had fought countless victorious battles in his life.

Just at that moment.

Xu Wendong’s voice sounded again, "Elder Fang, actually, this gift was meant as a greeting present for the Su Family, not a betrothal gift."

"For me, it doesn’t matter what I give, what matters is the thought behind it."

"However, since you like this piece of porcelain."

"Then consider it as a token of my respect to you, Elder Fang!"

Elder Fang was momentarily surprised, then burst into laughter, "I’ve never accepted gifts from others in my life, but since you’re fulfilling an old man’s dream, the Fang Family will accept this item. Shuya, transfer the money to this young friend!"

Xu Wendong quickly said, "No, no, no, why would you pay for something given to you as respect?"