"Yes, Sir".
One drunk henchman went to the barn and brought out the twins who were trapped inside.
The kids were tied up by ropes, too.
"Sis, what should we do?" Little Bean was a little nervous.
"It's fine, don't worry, Little Bean. I used to be the one negotiating but this time it's your turn."
"What? Me?" Little Bean looked surprised.
Those followers in the front were so drunk and they hadn't paid attention to the two kids' conversation at all, as they simply held the rope and walked.
"Yes. I can't always be the one stepping up to deal with things like this. You need to learn some survival skills, too."
"Oh my, my dear sister, just leave me alone. At this critical time, you still want me to practice? What if I screw up and that man kills both of us?"
It seemed like Little Bean didn't want to be the one making a big decision like this.