"Master Xiaobei, I... I wouldn’t dare to be arrogant in front of you, I don’t dare!"
By the end of his words, his body began to tremble.
He’s not an idiot, on the contrary, he’s very smart!
He knows that he must now find a way to turn the situation around.
If not, it’s not just about not being able to survive in the future, it’s about not being able to live at all.
Hearing his trembling reply, Hu Xiaobei squinted his eyes and sneered disdainfully, "Not dare? Is there anything else you don’t dare to do?"
"I..."
Hearing him ready to talk nonsense, Hu Xiaobei directly frowned and coldly said, "I’m not interested in your nonsense, now tell me and everyone present, what exactly is that ginseng in your hand."
With Hu Xiaobei’s chilling questioning, everyone coldly looked at him...
They knew, answers would soon be revealed...
"This..."
The swindler was full of hesitation...
Feeling that hesitation and movement, Hu Xiaobei coldly said, "What? You don’t plan to clarify?"
"No! No!"
Feeling Hu Xiaobei’s irritation, his eye corner twitched fiercely.
He knows Hu Xiaobei is truly angry now, and hesitating further would be suicidal...
"Since you have none, then tell me now!"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
After saying this, he took a deep breath.
Soon, he raised the so-called Hundred-year ginseng in his hand and began speaking in a somewhat low tone, "Everyone, I deceived you earlier, this isn’t any Hundred-year ginseng, it’s a fake as fake can be, a rip-off."
"This..."
Everyone’s eyes widened.
Previously, they guessed from Hu Xiaobei’s words that he was a fraud.
But even so, hearing him admit it now was still shocking...
Seeing everyone’s shocked expressions, he forced a bitter smile...
Just about to say something, he suddenly heard curious questions from around.
"How did you manage it?"
"Yes, this ginseng looks perfectly fine!"
"Exactly!"
As they asked, they stared more intensely at it!
From the appearance, it truly seemed like a Hundred-year ginseng...
Because it had all the characteristics of a Hundred-year ginseng.
Glancing at them, he looked at Hu Xiaobei, "Master Xiaobei, you must have known long ago!"
"Of course I knew!"
Glancing at him coldly, Hu Xiaobei calmly explained.
"This ginseng should have been artificially cultivated originally! But later, he soaked it in a rich medicinal solution, this soaking revitalized it, making it look as if it aged."
"No wonder it’s Master Xiaobei, such a keen eye!"
Hearing Hu Xiaobei talk so calmly, the swindler raised his finger in admiration.
At this moment, he truly was utterly convinced...
He had heard Hu Xiaobei’s name more than once before.
But he had some doubts about Hu Xiaobei’s capabilities.
Now, all his doubts were completely dispelled...
Because Hu Xiaobei truly shattered all the doubts right before his eyes.
Hearing him praise him, Hu Xiaobei squinted his eyes, sneered, "Do I need your praise?"
"Yes! I’m not qualified!"
Speaking awkwardly, he lowered his head with embarrassment.
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