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I'm not selling fake goods

"Not only did you make me lose face, but you also made me a laughingstock. I'm so f * cking unlucky that I actually believed the words of a stinky woman like you!"

"Hurry up and return my money to me. You'll have to compensate me for my reputation and mental damage. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite. When I get angry, I'm a person who can kill."

Immediately, a series of crackling sounds came from the room.

An old woman's voice pleaded in a low voice, " "I beg you, please stop rummaging and smashing it. That thing is real. I didn't want to sell it to you. You snatched it from me. Since you don't want it anymore, you can return that thing to me. I'll try to get the money back and I'll give it to you."