Ma Xulai's face was extremely grim, wishing he could kill Zhang Xiaowei at that moment.
Seeing the crowd's emotions run high, they seemed about to rush up and smash the counterfeit goods.
Ma Xulai hurried to the front of the stage, loudly stopping them, "Everyone, please don't get excited. I actually think the same as you. We haven't reached a final conclusion yet, and it's not certain that these four items are fake."
Ma Xulai tried to calm the crowd, but no one was in the mood to listen to his nonsense.
"Mr. Ma, what's the use of saying this now? We're not fools; we can judge for ourselves whether they're real or fake."
"While we are patriotic, don't expect to deceive us under the guise of patriotism."
"You must give us an explanation for today's matter, or we won't let it go!"
The crowd was united in anger, demanding an explanation from Ma Xulai.
Ma Xulai quickly nodded in agreement while continuing to appease the public.
