Yunnan, mountain forest roads.
Five or six burly men scattered and surrounded Jiang Ning and Xue Yuantong.
In contrast, the two of them appeared exceptionally small and vulnerable.
Inside the tour bus, a group of tourists peered through the windows at the scene below.
The young and hot-blooded ones couldn't help clenching their fists, itching to beat the living daylights out of those damned profiteers.
Yet anger was one thing; putting themselves in harm's way was quite another.
In the back row, a cultured-looking middle-aged man remarked, "A gentleman does not stand under a tottering wall; that young man is not being wise!"
An older woman forced a smile and said, "I think the things they sell are quite nice, really. They don't cheat people."
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