The boy shook his head, pale-faced, "No, it won't be."
Xiao Yeyang withdrew his hand and took Daohua with him as they left in the horse carriage.
...
"Do you think what the boy said was true or false?"
Inside the carriage, Daohua looked at Xiao Yeyang.
Xiao Yeyang replied, "It's highly likely true. Under my gaze, he didn't avert his eyes." And with a smile, he added, "If his deceit could fool me, then he would be a talent indeed."
Daohua chuckled, "At the age of twelve or thirteen, to recognize our ability to contend with Yang Baihu and to make such a decisive plea for help, his boldness and decisiveness are already stronger than many."
Xiao Yeyang nodded in agreement, "Xiliang has a shortage of trees, and it is cold in the winter. Most of the warming is done with coal balls. If we can really find an open-pit coal mine, it would alleviate some of the financial pressure on the Gan State Guard."
