The merchants, who usually held themselves with an air of mature composure, immediately switched into attack mode upon seeing their rivals. Ignoring Zhao Yan and himself, they launched indiscriminate assaults, their clamorous voices filling the air until Zhao Yan felt as though he were trapped in a noisy farmers' market.
Any trace of sleepiness was scared right out of him.
"Brother Sun, you’re being far too stingy this time. That silk pattern is already out of style, and you still dare to gift it to Lord Zhào? You clearly don't hold him in any regard."
Chapter 474