"You brat, if I don't kill you today, then my name isn't Pan Hu," this young man said as he pointed at Ling Han's nose.
"Young Master Hu, calm down! Calm down!" Another shop assistant jogged over. "He's not one of our shop assistants, but a customer, a customer!"
Pan Hu snorted and said, "Customer? So what if he's a customer? Just because he is a customer, he can tell me to scram?"
"This…" The newly arrived shop assistant was so anxious that he was about to sweat. Of course, harmony was the most important thing in business. If news of their Mercy Medicine Hall bullying customers spread, how would they be able to do business in the future?
However, this Pan Hu was their lady boss's nephew, so how could he dare to offend him?
"What are you waiting for? Quickly chase him out!" Pan Hu said coldly. He looked at Ling Han, and said, "With me, the young master, here, don't even think about buying anything!"