Ye Xuan teased, "I'd like to ask you, what is this place? Don't you guys serve humans?"
Before the servant could react, he subconsciously replied, "Of course!"
Seeing the smile on Ye Xuan's lips, he was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses and said furiously, "Hurry up and leave. We don't welcome you here. If you continue to disturb us, don't blame me for being impolite."
He waved Ye Xuan away like a fly. Ye Xuan glanced at him coldly and turned to the hawker next to him.
The servant spat to the side. "You arrogant prick."
The hawker was right next to them and witnessed the entire scene of Ye Xuan being driven out. He could not help but show a sympathetic look.
"What do you want?"
Ye Xuan pointed casually, but before he could say anything, the hawker said, "You have good eyes. It is a supreme-grade defensive magic weapon made by a master refiner."