Chapter 13

"What a pity, I almost fell for it."

The guard immediately took offense, his voice cold and stern as he asked, "Are you looking down on this great store heirloom?" The guard's words echoed across the store, drawing the attention of others, including two young girls and an old man. The old man, his curiosity piqued, asked with interest, "Young man, what did you mean by 'what a pity'?"

If most influential people had seen him, they would have likely attempted to fawn over him, as he was none other than Wu Tang, the manager of this esteemed store!

Jaxon replied nonchalantly, "Nothing much," as he turned to leave, but one of the girls who had been following the man couldn't contain her indignation.

She charged towards Jaxon with an ungraceful urgency, her eyes blazing with a frosty intensity.

Grabbing his shirt with a firm grasp, she snarled, "How dare you lowly civilian respond to Uncle Wu Tang in such a manner? Your attire reveals your poverty, and you should be grateful to even have