Fortunately, the man had a good memory. After Liu Jie pulled him aside into a corner, it only took him a few seconds to recall the events of that night.
"It was pretty dark. They had torches and guns. I didn't dare look 'em in the face 'cause I was scared they'd just start shooting if things went south. Kept my head down the whole time," the hard labor explained.
"There were nine of 'em in total. The leader wore bear skin, smelled real musky, and had this faint stench of blood on him.
"They looked dead on their feet, like they hadn't slept in two or three days. Especially that guy named Wang—his voice was so raspy when he spoke, it practically scraped my eardrums.
"What did they wanna trade for? Let me think.
"Right, they wanted to trade for some clean clothes, some hot water, and a wooden tub for a good bath. They also wanted a hot meal and, if possible, a place to crash for the night."
