Hand over the betrothal gifts

"No, No… I am willing," Murong Tai was really afraid of Yu Dong now. This woman really did not act according to the rules. Even when they threatened her with Murong Si's death, she remained unbothered. If they really pulled something to upset her, she might really call everything off. 

"Very well then," Yu Dong nodded. She inwardly heaved a sigh of relief, compared to the people in the apocalypse these two women were like ten-year-old children. In the apocalypse, people would have thrown their loved ones to the zombies for a single bread of loaf. Compared to them, these two had much limited guts. 

It was a good thing too or else they would have really thrown Murong Si to the wild beasts.