The sudden voice that interrupted the farce immediately made the surroundings quiet in an instant.
Sima You Yue took out a crystal card and threw it into the hands of the shop assistant below, and said, "I want that sword."
The shop assistant took her card, and when he saw the card, he immediately became respectful: "Young Miss, I will wrap the sword for you."
As he was about to swipe the card, he was pulled by a man in white. He looked at Sima You Yue and said, "Who are you, dare to snatch the sword that this Young Master fancies!"
"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that I also fancy the sword." Sima You Yue smiled, "As you just said, this sword belongs to the store if it's not been paid yet. Everyone can buy it and the one who gets it is the one who pays the highest price. Hmm? What's the matter? I'm just following the rules you said."
"So you are going against me? Do you know who I am?" The white robed man asked with a dark face.
