Wang Hu dissatisfiedly defended Lin Chen, "Old Yu has tried it himself; of course, it works."
"Right, then if it's so effective, why hasn't Old Yu shown up?" the bald man said, looking around.
Everyone looked this way and that and indeed, there was no sign of Old Yu.
"Old Yu isn't a plant, is he?" the bald man sneered.
The bald man's words planted a seed of doubt in the others' hearts.
Hearing the crowd's skepticism, Lin Chen didn't get angry; instead, he calmly said, "If you don't trust it, you're certainly free to not buy it—I'll refund your money right now."
Although many were dubious, no one was willing to return the product.
"Can't we just try it to see if it works?" Liu Fatty opened a bottle of Xingyang Tea and took several gulps.
"The taste is indeed good," Liu Fatty said, wiping his mouth in appreciation.
"Do you feel anything?" people around asked anxiously.
Liu Fatty smacked his lips, "I don't feel anything!"
