"I'm the one who wanted the herb first!" Tang Hao's tone of voice was impassive.
Divine Doctor Hu's face blushed red with embarrassment.
However, the stall owners all around looked indignant.
"Hey, you're just a child. How could you speak like that?"
"Don't you know who he is? He is a famous divine doctor. He needs the herbs to save the sick and dying. What could a child like you possibly do?"
Everyone shouted in agreement.
Most of the stall owners were at least middle-aged. They were booing Tang Hao.
Divine Doctor Hu coughed lightly. "Ahem, my young friend, I really need these herbs."
"And I don't?" Tang Hao retorted.
Divine Doctor Hu was shocked. Then, he burst out laughing.
'Isn't this kid still a teenager? And he says that he needs those herbs? I don't think he even knows what they are!
'This is such a joke!
'What does he need the herbs for? Make tea?'