Li Shufang began to cry, "Sister, if I don't leave here, I'll have to marry someone from the Village, and there's only one fool not married yet."
"What if Kuai Xian hasn't left?" Bai Ruozhu asked.
Li Shufang looked a bit embarrassed, "We are few, and offspring are difficult. According to our tribe's rules, we have to marry at sixteen. We're almost sixteen, but there are hardly any single men in the tribe, so they want one of us to marry the fool and the other to become a concubine to the strongest man under twenty-five in the Village."
"We're all poor folks who came here seeking refuge, none of us have concubines, and I don't want to be a concubine, so I chose to marry the fool," Li Shufang said angrily.
Bai Ruozhu nodded. Putting aside anything else, this girl's values weren't skewed. She'd rather marry a fool than be a third party.
"Given the circumstances, why doesn't your village chief allow you to go down the mountain?"
