Jiro''s gaze shed, and he looked at Wilbur. Jiro had raised the price on purpose thinking that Wilbur would haggle for sure, and the final price would definitely be much lower than a million dors.


    The truth was that Jiro had a bottom price in mind. The cauldron was finely crafted, but it was too small. Even four hundred dors would be a pretty good price to sell it off it.


    Wilbur epting the million-dor price tag told Jiro that Wilbur definitely had a special interest in the cauldron. Maybe the cauldron had a special value of sorts.


    Regardless of what Wilbur saw in the cauldron, Jiro was a greedy man and his gaze shed greedily. Naturally, he was not going to sell the cauldron off so easily now that he saw how interested Wilbur was.


    Jiro got to his feet, pouring Wilbur a cup of tea while pushing the box back to himself. "Mister Penn, I think we could negotiate the price."


    "What?"


    Wilbur looked at Jiro, confused. "Didn''t we just finish negotiating? You offered a million dors yourself."


    "That was the price for just now. The cauldron''s price has now changed." Jiro took a deep breath. "I need to do a second check on the price."


    "How dare you!"


    Wilbur was enraged at Jiro''s attitude. "Mister Jiro, it''s important to be a man of your word when running a business. If the news about you going back on your word gets out, your reputation might be damaged."


    "Mister Penn, I hope you remember you''re in Cherrytopia, not Dasha. You''ve got your own rules back in Dasha, and so have we. This is a private business transaction, and I don''t n on leaving Cherrytopia for the rest of my life. Your threat hardly means anything to me."


    Wilbur flew to his feet, rage ring up in his chest.


    Jiro said, "Mister Penn, I know you really like the cauldron. If you leave now, it might go to someone else by tomorrow. Don''t say I didn''t warn you."


    Wilbur sighed. The cauldron was indeed quite meaningful to him. He sat back down at the table, taking a breath and readjusting his emotions. "Fine. Please give me a new price, then."


    "I hope you won''t go back on your word this time, Mister Jiro."


    Jiro smirked, knowing his n had worked. "I think you can offer me a price since you''re interested in buying the cauldron, Mister Penn, and then I''ll give you an official offer after considering yours."


    Wilbur knew this was Jiro trying to test his limits. After all, the cauldron would only be worth hundreds of thousands to others, and Jiro was trying to get the best deal he could.


    "You sure are a collectible hunter, Mister Jiro. Fine, I''ll tell you the highest price I''m willing to pay for the cauldron. Three million dors. I''ll pass if you offer me any more than that."