"..." Pei Ye once again grabbed the sword hilt.
The black cat lapping water from the small cover also raised its head to look at the person.
The young man in blue adjusted his stance, gripping the hilt of his sword and said, "Water, dry food, silver... just two taels of silver will do."
Seeing that Pei Ye just sat there silently, he drew half of his sword and coldly said, "I'm not joking with you, hand them over quickly, and I'll spare your life."
Pei Ye still didn't move.
"... If your silver is less than two taels, no worries, I'll only take half."
Pei Ye looked at him silently for a while: "If you need money, you can borrow it, there's no need to rob."
"Oh...." The young man in blue was slightly stunned, he sheathed his sword and said, "Then, I'll borrow two taels from you."
"I'm not lending."
"..."
