"Now, put the things back on the truck exactly as you took them off." Xiao Feng walked back to Tie Yanmin, speaking in a commanding tone.
Tie Yanmin nodded hurriedly, got to his feet supporting himself on the ground, and called for people to load the goods back onto the truck.
Xiao Feng walked over to Old Donkey and asked, "Do you need to see what these people look like?"
There was a hint of confusion in Old Donkey's eyes, but he wasn't a fool. He immediately understood what Xiao Feng meant and shook his head, whispering, "Better not. These people are all scoundrels.
If I know what they look like, I might never dare to take this road again."
Xiao Feng pondered, "Are you truly clueless or just pretending?"
"What do you mean by that?"
"No doubt about it, the robbers are from your village."
"From our village?" Old Donkey frowned, still somewhat skeptical. "Impossible, right?"
