In the end, Fang Xing didn't manage to get his donkey back. After a completely unproductive and stagnant conversation, he admitted defeat.
With a grim expression, he slumped onto the table, rubbing his forehead: "Alright, you've got me. I've faced countless storms and treacherous foes, but today I've stumbled at the hands of you bunch of bastards. Fine, fine, I promise you, I'll help wipe out those horse bandits who've crossed the line, okay?"
"Uh… those horse bandits fled to save their lives, and after you scared the crap out of them, naturally they wouldn't dare come back…"
Li Zheng was slightly taken aback by Fang Xing's words but responded with a bitter smile.
"Huh? That's not the issue?"
