"Con you? Where do you get the confidence from? What on you is worth my scheming?" Zhang Menglong sneered, "Your money isn't even enough to cover my clan's water and electricity bills for a year. Do you think I covet your petty cash?"
"You clearly still have that elixir, so why trick us into bidding?" Otto was still not convinced. A problem that could've been solved with 1 billion US Dollars cost him 10 times more. 10 billion US Dollars was a significant sum to him as well.
"Did I trick you?" Zhang Menglong turned the porcelain bottle upside down, "Look for yourself, I really don't have a single one left on me. How was I to know they still had some? You never asked!"
"Old sly dog."
"Wow, passing the buck to us?"
"The dean's face is getting thicker by the day!"
"Cough, cough, cough! What big truths are you guys blabbing about?" Zhang Menglong said earnestly, "A person can't just forgo making money over a bit of dignity, right?"
