The stall owner's temper just flared, his nostrils flaring, eyes wide and bulging, looking like he was about to start a fight:,"You said someone's stuff is fake You little punk, if you don't know anything, just shut up. Believe me, I'll beat you up.",Liu Zhǎngguì glanced at Zhao Xuēn again, nodded at him as a greeting, then turned and walked away.。