The white-faced fox stroked his sparse beard, smiling sinisterly, and said, "Boss, this opportunity is once in a lifetime, even the heavens are helping us! A grain merchant from a foreign land, unfamiliar with our area, is practically a fat sheep without a shepherd. If we don't pounce and take a bite, how can we live with ourselves?"
The elder readily agreed with the white-faced fox, nodding and echoing, "Looking at the attire of the little kid, his family must treasure him dearly. Now that fate has brought him to our brothers, all we need to do is put our backs into it. Just this one score will be enough for our brothers to live a lifetime of luxury and comfort. We brothers chose this trade, knowing it's life-threatening; anything could go wrong at any moment. Instead, why not grab enough this time to quit the dangerous life? With the money we get, perhaps run a small business or buy some land to become a small landlord, wouldn't that be far better than now?"
