Realizing they had been deceived, Cheng Cha's face turned even uglier than the shopkeeper's. This was a task they once undertook, and now they were being played like a fool. "So this is what you call honest business, fooling neither old nor young? Aren't you afraid we'll smash the sign at the front of your shop?"
The Fat Steward immediately panicked, "No, no, this wasn't my doing. It must be... it must be some damned employee acting behind my back, the scoundrel! Once I find out who it is, I'll skin him alive!"
This was clearly an excuse, but Yang Xiao was too lazy to argue further. He tossed aside the silver ingot he had been holding and went straight to the point, "Shopkeeper, you don't have enough gold ingots here. Go bring out the rest from the storeroom, and please hurry up."