The peddler chuckled: "Young brother, it's easy to talk when you don't have to manage things. I restrained Cui Tiq; don't you think that's appropriate? If I let Cui Tiq act freely, he could slaughter Puluo State by tomorrow!"
I let him decide who should be killed, hoping to keep more capital for De Song Cliff, but now there's nothing left. Business is just like this, I have to accept the loss."
The peddler was about to push his cart and leave when Li Banfeng shouted: "Brother, wait a moment."
"Wait for what?" The peddler said impatiently, "Am I supposed to just chat with you here and not do business?"
"Business must be done, I'll buy a candle."
"Twenty cents."
Li Banfeng handed over a hundred-yuan bill again, and the peddler angrily counted the change.
"Brother, I've already supported your business twice; let's talk about something else!"
The peddler picked up a feather duster: "What else is there to talk about? Speak quickly!"
"I've found a way to crack the boundary."
