"Return the travel expenses and have some luck that I, Xiao Yuchuan, won't beat you to death." He brandished his stick and charged at him again, "Why don't you roll away and avoid being beaten?"
Xiao Ailiu grabbed his bundle, screamed in fright, and quickly ran far away.
The villager spectators in the distance all burst into laughter.
"Oh, Yuchuan looks gentle and polite, but he's ruthless. Dashan, on the other hand, seems fierce, but he's much more agreeable to deal with." One of the villagers said, then another cut in, "To deal with a woman like Xiao Ailiu, you need someone like Yuchuan. Otherwise, wouldn't she constantly yearn for the Xiao Family's money?"
"That's true..."
Among those watching, old lady Liu, who was once a human trafficker, said, "Hey, if I knew Su Qingyue's face would heal and she'd earn so much money, I would've offered one hundred taels to buy her from the the Xiao Family... "
