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"": ""Those people are all treacherous scoundrels. You can't trust them. Grandpa Feng is a good man. We're all good people. We wouldn't lie."
Huang Ying's voice came from the doorway, her eyes full of sincerity and an appeal.
It was an appeal, not a plea. That alone showed that, although she looked frail and ordinary, she had a strong character.
Of course Luo Bin could tell they were good people.
Otherwise, they would not have been tricked into opening the door last night.
Luo Bin had only said that deliberately, putting on an act to secure better terms for himself. After all, only Fifth Master Feng and Huang Ying were good people. Could he be sure the rest of their household were good too? Would they accept him?
Fifth Master Feng's gaze deepened. "True, words alone prove nothing. But in a place like this, there's no way for me to offer you any further guarantees. You'll just have to trust me. At least Ying'er didn't leave you outside last night. If she had, you would have run straight into Moss Eater. That damned thing could bite your neck off in one mouthful."
"We shared both fortune and misfortune, in a way. If we hadn't saved you, you wouldn't have stabbed that thing when it broke down the door, and we would have had a hard time escaping."
"Since we've been through life and death together, you can afford to be a little bolder. Think of it as a gamble. Win, and you can live a decent life here. The odds are very much in your favor."
Fifth Master Feng narrowed his eyes, his expression earnest.
Luo Bin let out another heavy breath.
The silence lasted about a minute before he finally nodded.
A smile immediately