"Robbery is not quite something suitable for a young lady like yourself. But as you said, one cannot judge the quality of cattle and sheep solely by their size. So, if you want to select satisfactory livestock, you will have to do it by yourself." Si Jinhan's laugh was full of his youthful charm.
Lin Ziyin clenched her teeth in anger. As a revolutionary soldier raised under the Red Flag of the twentieth century, she certainly could not engage in acts of robbery.
"Stop scaring her." Chu Suifeng stared discontentedly at Si Jinhan, "After leaving the city, there is a marketplace, a no-man's land. There, even the Tatars trade goods."
So, it was like this. Lin Ziyin breathed a sigh of relief. As long as she wasn't being asked to rob, it was good. She glared fiercely at Si Jinhan, who was laughing uncontrollably at her side. Calling him a pervert, was he tricking her for fun?