Li Shitan, still kneeling on the ground, finally regained some of his composure. Hearing the captain's words, cold sweat poured down his face. He often went to the county town, so he was all too familiar with how they handled cases like this. If the captain sent him and his mother away, with so many witnesses, they would surely face a firing squad. The thought made him ignore the pain racking his body. He cried out with difficulty, "Dad, I don't want to go to the county! Hurry and compensate them! Pay them whatever they want!"
"H-How can this be? We're the ones who got beaten up! We're the ones at a disadvantage! Why should we be the ones paying them?" Li Renzhong's wife couldn't wrap her head around it. But seeing her son's desperate state, she didn't dare to argue and could only mutter under her breath.
