Tie Dan heard this and couldn't help starting to calculate.
"Robbery? Rob what? It's only been a few days, how come there are Gods and Demons popping up around here again?"
Cang Song broke out in a cold sweat.
"Not that kind of robbery, I mean blocking the road and robbing, hitting rich households. I used to be a constable—over at the Six Gates they still have a tribute tablet with my name on it. If I run into my old brothers, it wouldn't look good, so I'm not going."
Tie Dan was stunned.
"What the hell? You really mean pure robbery? I thought it was only people like us who go robbing—how come you, Emei with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, also do it?"
Cang Song clearly had already made his peace with it and explained,
"But of course. There's nothing in these ravines. Now we've moved to Sizhou, and no one nearby offers tribute. If mountain folk don't go down to rob, where would we get daily stipends and expenses?
