Li Xian waited in ambush for a long time, but he didn't see the pursuers coming to attack. Although he didn't know the specific situation, he guessed it must be a good sign.
He immediately returned to the village and on the way, he saw a few horses which had scattered and gone astray into the mountains during the recent fight due to fright.
As horses are valuable, it was natural to take them along.
By the afternoon, he had reached the village entrance. The people of Black River Village were all present. When they saw Li Xian return, they gathered around and with a collective "thud," knelt on the ground.
"What are you doing?" Li Xian frowned slightly.
"For saving our lives, we offer our kowtows. Please, sir, accept them," said Uncle Fu, not rising from his kowtow.
Li Xian said, "I have accepted them, now all of you, please rise."
