The old woman’s tone was sharp and barbed; she looked ready to call for people to throw them out.
"Now, now, don't be angry, Mother!" Deng Youning said, offering her a bag of silver in a placating manner. "I have a much more entertaining idea. Why don't you take us to consult with your boss? If you can let us have our fun, money will be the least of your worries."
Deng Youning leaned in and whispered something into the old woman’s ear.
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