Seeing the gleaming silver ingots, the man completely forgot that the fat man had kicked him to the ground. He sprawled there, stuffing the silver into his shirt and grinning until his eyes narrowed to slits. "Of course, of course! Money in one hand, goods in the other. I understand the rules, don't you worry. Take her away. Once she's out that door, what happens to her is none of my concern!"
Perhaps she had been despairing of her father for so long that Wu Yujiao, standing behind the fat man, merely stared at him coldly. Her face held nothing but disgust.
Wu Yujiao couldn't bear to stay there a moment longer. She turned and hastily packed a few clothes, stuffed them into a cloth bundle, and slung it over her shoulder. Then she went to another thatched hut. A moment later, she emerged supporting an elderly woman.
The woman looked much older than she really was. Her hands were calloused, her face deeply lined, and there wasn't a glimmer of light in her vacant eyes.
But just as Wu Yujiao was helping her mother leave, a large hand suddenly blocked their way. Jiang Cheng looked at the man barring their path, a trace of murderous intent in his eyes. "What now?"
"Heh heh. You paid for my daughter, but you haven't paid for her yet." The man licked his lips.
A fat catch like this didn't come along every day. Besides, he needed more money to win back his losses at the gambling den. He wasn't about to let this opportunity slip by.
The fat man nearly exploded with rage. Without bothering to hold back, he pointed at the old woman and said, "She's blind! What use do you have for her?"
"She can wash clothes, cook, chop wood,