Muniang didn't respond, just looking at the man kneeling on the ground. Even after being whipped, he remained resolute, and Muniang truly respected such a real man from the bottom of her heart.
"Wife, shall we buy his wife too? He must love his wife just as I love mine," Er Liang suddenly said.
Muniang smiled, "Okay, as my husband says, so we shall do!"
The man, tearfully grateful, didn't stop kowtowing, "Thank you, Lady, thank you, Lady! This humble one would work as hard as an ox or a horse and will never forget the Lady's kindness."
Muniang said to Lai, "Bring out the girls again, and bring his wife for me to see."
Seeing the opportunity for another sale, Lai's originally fierce face softened, and she agreed repeatedly, "Alright, alright, I will call them now."
The man's wife appeared to be around thirty years old, with a face marked by hardships and dressed in filthy and tattered clothes. Upon seeing Muniang, she hurriedly kowtowed and expressed her thanks.
