The jackal took the silver, weighed it in his hand, then grinned: "Miss Yang, aren't you afraid I'll take the money and run?"
"If you planned to flee, would you still be lingering in the prison? And..." Yang Ruxin smiled, "if you don't want to be harassed every day by snakes, rats, bugs, and the like, or hunted by wolves, tigers, and whatnot, you'd best not entertain such thoughts, otherwise... the only one who'll suffer is you..."
The jackal's mouth twitched, recalling the swarms of mice that had made his skin crawl. He quickly nodded: "I'll definitely come to look for you..."
Watching the jackal stride away, Yang Ruxin let out a breath. She had been nervous too, afraid that if Xiaolun didn't perform well, she'd be in danger. Fortunately, it seemed that luck was always on her side. Although such people were a bit harder to win over, once they truly followed her, they would undoubtedly be loyal.
