Li Xu's appearance stunned everyone present.
Song Xuecai and Song Sisi stared at him in surprise.
Foolish Song's eyes widened. "And who are you, kid? You say we don't have to pay, so we don't have to pay? Who do you think you are!"
Li Xu ignored him, turning instead to Song Xuecai. He spoke earnestly, "Uncle Song, I don't think compensating him is a good deal. With a lame leg, this bull is just going to be a burden from now on. We pay him ten thousand yuan, and what if he regrets it later and comes looking for more trouble..."
He paused, his gaze shifting to the bull. Then, with utter nonchalance, he declared, "We're not compensating him for the bull. We're buying it."
The moment he said it, the crowd erupted.
"Buy it? Buy a lame bull?"
"Is there something wrong with this kid from the city?"
"Yeah, the bull's useless. What's he going to do with it? He won't make much money even if he slaughters it for meat."
