The people inside and outside the shop all chuckled when they heard that.
Even the customers who had been a little tense relaxed.
"Then you definitely didn't buy it here. Everyone from the Shopkeeper to the assistants can read, write, and do sums. There's no one illiterate here like you claim."
The woman exclaimed, "How is that possible?"
"Why don't you point out the assistant who served you?" Manager Liu suggested. "We can have a face-to-face confrontation."
Seeing the growing crowd outside, the woman grew flustered, her voice trembling. "I don't remember. Everyone here wears the same uniform, so how could I remember who it was?
Look at my face! It's in this state, and you're still trying to deny responsibility."
"Then what is it you want?" Manager Liu asked, playing along.
"You have to compensate me, don't you? My face is a mess. You need to give me silver to get it treated."
