Liu Mengchen didn't know what had possessed her. It would be better if Li Huai got into trouble, so why did she stop him.
Li Huai turned out every pocket in his clothes, saying, "See? My pockets are cleaner than my face. I have nothing to lose. Ha-ha!"
Li Huai swaggered over. If the old man was really trying to scam him, he'd rather throw the man into a ditch than be conned by him. He's lucky if he doesn't try to trick others, let alone be tricked himself. What a far-fetched dream.
"Hmph! You have the guts to admit you're broke, aren't you ashamed?!" Liu Mengchen swore, Li Huai was the poorest and most thick-skinned man she had ever met. She was hoping the old man would trap Li Huai. That way, she would have a show to watch, so she followed them over.
