Face Puncture

"Hey, Young Master Huang, please wait!" Someone from the crowd shouted, "Even if it's a fake, since you managed to hide it from the master of your shop, it must be worth some silver." "At least I can recover some of my losses …"

However, before his voice fell, with a "peng" sound, Huang Haoyun's hammer smashed down and the bottle broke into pieces, followed by the regretful cries of the surrounding people.

"A fake is a fake. "We, Huang Ji, will just treat it as buying a lesson and letting everyone know that our business is truly based on our conscience and not on deceit."

"Alright!" The surrounding people took the lead and immediately echoed in agreement.

"That's it?" Madam Di asked Yi Qing, "Wouldn't that be letting that person off easy? You earned three thousand silver taels for nothing? "