Chapter 116: Fake Stone The vendor finally dropped his facade of gentleness, the fake smile cracking on his face. He snapped the Folding Fan shut with a sharp sound. In a sinister tone, he said, "In this market, a sharp tongue is useless. Just claiming something is fake won't cut it. No vendor here would agree with you." Qin Qing thought to herself, of course you wouldn't agree, it's all fake. Immediately, a nearby vendor chimed in, "If you were picking up goods at Panjiayuan Market, you might have a…