"Get out! If you're looking for a bargain, go somewhere else. My shop isn't for poor bastards like you!"
Qing Yu was so angry she gnashed her teeth. Just as she could hardly bear it anymore, Zhao Dong stepped forward and snorted coldly. "I was going to let you keep some dignity, but it seems you really don't want it."
"You ask why I won't buy these herbs? It's because they're fake!"
As soon as he spoke, the crowd that had gathered due to the saleswoman's jeering burst into laughter.
"Hahaha... What nonsense is this kid spouting? The Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion has been operating in the Provincial City for decades. We all know its reputation. To say the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion sells fakes, this kid must be out of his mind!"
"Kid, if you don't have money, just admit it. We don't know you, so we'll just laugh it off. But you have to take responsibility for making baseless accusations like this!"
