Zhang Xiaohua saw the bandits hesitating and laughed loudly, "There're really some blind ones here! Young Master is rarely kind-hearted, and you don't even appreciate it."
After saying that, Zhang Xiaohua strode forward.
The bandits immediately came to their senses, hurriedly took out pieces of silver and some silver banknotes from their bosoms, all the while putting them on the carriage and explaining, "Master, misunderstanding, misunderstanding! We are slow to react, please forgive us."
Seeing Zhang Xiaohua's demeanor, they didn't think he was an educated disciple from the monastery, which further confirmed the bloody words they had heard earlier. If they could exchange their money for their lives, the bandits were more than happy as the money was robbed anyway, and the wool came from the sheep.
