Self Acting

"Tell us!" Xiao Tieying shouted.

The woodman lowered his voice and said, "I… I… there was a man two days ago who found me. He told me to say these things. As long as I said as he did, he'd give me a hundred silver!"

"What kind of man? How did he look?" Xiao Tieying scoffed.

The woodman contemplated for a moment, then said, "He's in his thirties, he's tall and thin! He looked gentle."

"Forget it, there's no point in asking. A hundred silver, did you think it was that easy to get a hundred silver? I'm afraid you might have earned your money but lost your life. Whatever, go home. Go be a nice woodman and don't even think about making easy money. It's just a disaster waiting to happen."

"Understood! Thank you, Master! Thank you!" the woodman looked as if he got his amnesty. He bowed his head on the floor a few more times.