An Ping looked at him and felt his legs shaking with fear.
An Hao planted her hands on her hips, raising her voice several notches, "Don't think I'm easy to bully. Everyone here saw what happened today. If anything happens to me or my brother, it's because of your doing! If you let An Ping go, we'll write off the lost money as bad luck and won't ask you for it. Then we're even, but if you dare do anything to us, I'll go straight to the police station. I bet you have at least thirty or forty in your hand, right? Once you get locked up, not only would you not get your hands on the money, but you'd also be facing a few years behind bars!"
The old leper, having been in a re-education through labor camp before, deeply understood the consequences within.
He glanced at An Hao, as formidable as a little chili pepper, and felt a wave of frustration. Letting her go didn't sit well with him, but he feared she really would go to the local police and file a complaint against him!