Hence, as the two of them begged for mercy, the mayor tied them up and handed them over to the police to bring them back to the magistrate office.
After leaving the mayor's courtyard, Wei Chiyu handed over seventy-five taels of silver to Zhou Xiaoli. "This is yours."
"Then I won't stand on ceremony with you."
Zhou Xiaoli received the money with a smile. It would be a lie to say that she was not happy to have a bag of money in her hand.
After putting the money away, Zhou Xiaoli extended her hand. "Happy working with you."
Wei Chiyu looked at Zhou Xiaoli in confusion.
"Give me five, just put your palm to mine to celebrate our first successful collaboration," Zhou Xiaoli explained.
Wei Chiyu looked at the other party's small hand. It was slender, but not overly thin and bony.
Under her urging, he imitated her and extended his hand palm-up.
Zhou Xiaoli hi-fived him. "Happy cooperation."
