Yunnan, forest road.
Five or six burly men spread out and surrounded Jiang Ning and Xue Yuantong.
By comparison, the two of them, so outnumbered and outmuscled, looked particularly small.
On the bus, a group of tourists looked through the windows at the scene below.
Young people, full of vigor, couldn't help but clench their fists, wishing they could beat up those damn swindlers.
However, anger aside, they would not put themselves in danger.
In the back row, a cultured-looking middle-aged man said, "A wise man does not stand under a dangerous wall, that young man is unwise!"
A big aunt laughed forcefully, "I think what they are selling is rather good, not cheating at all."
People used various excuses to mask their own cowardice, seemingly putting themselves above others, not needing to stoop to arguing with peasants.
A man with a beer belly took two steps to Jiang Ning's front, looking like he was about to bump into him.
Jiang Ning stepped back with Xue Yuantong.
