"I, I," Sui Donglan stammered, eventually responding, "I was willing, Peddler Sir. I realize my mistake. I won't dare do it again!"
Li Banfeng sighed. "Alright, I'm a generous man. Go back to Iron Gate Fort and return all the money you scammed, to each and every household. After you're done, kowtow three times to them. Then I'll give you the antidote. Go now."
Sui Donglan fell to the ground with a thud. "Peddler Sir, I'll do it right away! Please, just dull the pain for a moment. I really can't bear it."
The severe pain made her convulse. Li Banfeng took out his Wine Gourd, poured a cup of wine, and gave it to Sui Donglan.
Sui Donglan took the cup and drank it all in one gulp. Before long, the pain eased.
"Thank you, Peddler Sir!" Sui Donglan kowtowed twice and got up to leave.
Was she really going to return the money?
She wasn't going to return it.
