"Let go of me, let go of me, why are you grabbing me?"
Xiaoxiao was truly speechless. Why were these people capturing her? What was there to capture about a woman like her? A carriage would be more practical, at least that could be exchanged for some silver.
She was being carried, her hands continuously pounding on the bandit's back.
Her legs were persistently kicking, hoping to break free.
Her mouth kept shouting, "Let go of me, quickly let go of me."
But it was of no use, only resulting in the bandit's angry roar, "Behave yourself, or I'll tie you up."
Then the bandit adjusted Xiaoxiao on his shoulder and strode toward the mountain.
Upon hearing that she might be tied up, Xiaoxiao immediately ceased her actions, no longer pounding or kicking, obediently letting herself be carried.
She couldn't let herself be tied up; if she was tied, how could she escape? She had to act according to the situation.
