"I have no other demands, just as long as she doesn't die, Zhe Jue."
Lin Caisang looked at Zhe Jue.
"Yes."
Zhe Jue answered, then reached into his own embrace to take out two large ingots of silver, stepped forward, and placed them in Shazhui's hands.
Seeing the silver, Shazhui's eyes lit up, and his heart suddenly blossomed with joy.
He hadn't expected that his wife could actually earn silver for him. Now things were looking up; he had gotten back the silver he used to buy his wife, and even had several times more.
"Thank you, thank you."
He thanked Lin Caisang over and over, then stuffed the silver into his bosom and bent down to pick up Lin Caihe.
"Ah, don't touch me!"
How could Lin Caihe bear to be captured again? She struggled intensely.
