A week later, Ren Xiang and Miao Lexian appeared at the doorstep of my house.
The two of them came in a small van.
While other people's visits might bring food or beverages in their trunks, or, if they're more worldly, alcohol or cigarettes.
But what was in these two people's trunk...
In their trunk were young boys, young girls, old cows, large horses, and some small items—so much so that not only the trunk but also the backseat was piled high.
Of course, I couldn't just take these things for free, especially when I saw items crafted by Old Ren, I had to offer a good price. After a quick glance at the goods, I had already transferred one hundred thousand to Ren Xiang's account.
Ren Xiang paused when he saw the money, about to tell me it wasn't necessary, but I waved my hand and said,