The two looked at each other,
"No!"
That fellow laughed with a sneer, his arms folded as he slanted his eyes toward the two of them and said,
"All talk and no action, thinking you can just lead the horse away. Our family has been taking care of her for forty or fifty years, it even wore out my father, how could... does feeding a horse not cost money?"
The moment Gu Shi Yi heard this, he laughed,
"Silver, sure, we can talk about it..."
After saying that, he reached into his sleeve,
"Take this!"
Pulling her hand out of her sleeve with a tight grip, she extended it towards the man. He instinctively went to receive it, but while speaking,
"How much is this? If it's too little, I can't... Ah..."
The man's right hand was suddenly grasped by Gu Shi Yi, who only pinched two fingers lightly, and the bones in the man's palm cracked. The man let out a scream of pain, and Gu Shi Yi stuffed a rag from the side of the stable into his mouth,
