The cudgel didn't knock me out just now, but Brother Sun's words certainly did. He wanted me to buy Fang Yanmeng? For only two thousand eight hundred yuan? That was too cheap; I would have paid twenty-eight thousand. However, trading in human beings is illegal, and besides, Fang Yanmeng has legs and feet—even if I bought her, wouldn't she just run away? Was he expecting me to chain her up in the room?

The three women were relieved when they saw that I was unharmed after being hit with the cudgel, but the topic of buying Fang Yanmeng made them anxious again.

“Brother Zhao, please help her (me).”

Sun Lao’er knew that brute force had failed tonight, so he chimed in to support his older brother.

“Right, this little doll is as lovely as can be, and she’s a virgin, too. We haven't even had a chance to consummate the marriage. Two thousand eight is a bargain for you. We haven't even factored in the food costs for these past few days. From now on, you can sleep with three wives every night, and in our mountains, you’ll absolutely be the number one carefree stud. Sure, her chest