And the truth didn't defy Chen Yang's expectations; as soon as Wang Hong's uncle came over and glanced at Chen Yang, he then turned his gaze to the old man.
"Old man, what's going on with you? Still want the lobsters or not? Why are you so unenthusiastic?"
Wang Hong's uncle spoke with a tone full of dissatisfaction, almost as if he was reprimanding the old man.
If this were any other day, the old man would have surely greeted him with a smile for the sake of the lobsters.
But now, with Chen Yang here, of course he wouldn't give Wang Hong's uncle the satisfaction of seeing him smile.
"Wang Hong's uncle, I am formally notifying you that from now on, you no longer need to deliver lobsters to my shop, and also stop calling me 'old man.' I have no relation with you whatsoever."
The old man answered with a cold face.
"What?"
Caught completely by surprise, Wang Hong's uncle felt like he had misheard.
"What did you just say? You won't need my lobster supply from now on?"