Fang Bai's generosity earned the trust of the father and son, settling their hearts.
Seeing his father accept the money, the son smiled at Fang Bai and said, "Brother, do you think this works? You come back with us and stay at our place for the night, and early tomorrow morning we'll invite a few hunters to head into the mountains with us... Not to hide anything from you, but my dad and I just came out from the mountains yesterday, a bit tired, and we'd like to rest at home for a day to fully recover our energy and spirit..."
"Sure!"
Fang Bai smiled and nodded, waited for the father and son to pack up their stall, and walked with them towards Zhao Family Village.
Zhao Family Village was located more than ten miles to the east of the market town, separated by only a small hill from the vast primeval forest.