"Are you after my wealth or my life?"
As the man was about to strike, Jiang Peihuan said coldly.
Upon hearing these words, the man paused and looked at Jiang Peihuan, retorting, "Is there a difference?"
"Of course there is. If you're after money, just name a price, I won't shortchange you. If you're after my life, I have no quarrel with you. Why would you want to kill me?"
Hearing Jiang Peihuan's words, the man fell silent.
After a long time, he turned to Jiang Peihuan and confessed, "To be frank, I am here on someone else's orders."
"Turns out, the life of a General's daughter like you is quite valuable. Someone has offered one hundred thousand silver coins for your life."
"I'll give you double the price, you..."
"It's too late."
Seeing her puzzled look, the man continued, "I might be a lowly man from the streets, but I have my honor. Having accepted the money, I can't break my promise."