C89 Chapter 89

Judging by looks alone, her piece of Green Gold wasn’t even close to as nice as the shopkeeper’s.

But after Tang Yao studied it for a moment—everyone else leaning in to do the same—her expression suddenly hardened. “No. Something’s off. My Green Gold came from a legit source. There’s no way it’s fake. So, shopkeeper, yours has to be the fake one!”

What?! Fake?!

The crowd