Mu Shaoling turned his head to look at the distant forest and didn't seem to want to talk.
After a while, the leader came back.
"Have you finished negotiating?" Commandery Princess Dongyang chuckled.
The leader felt a bit embarrassed; he had really overplayed his hand just now.
He touched the big beard on his face, coughed lightly twice, and then said, "Well, little girl, seeing as you're poor, I won't rob you." He paused for a moment and then changed tack, "But I will rob him! He's got to be rich, look at how fine his clothes are, this outfit must've cost more than a hundred taels of silver."
"No way!" As soon as his words fell, Commandery Princess Dongyang spoke up, "He's my fiancé; robbing him would be like robbing me."
The leader paused and agreed, "Well, what should we do then?"
"Let us go, and wait to rob the next person who comes along," Commandery Princess Dongyang blurted out without thinking.