Chapter 18 — That Day of Reconciliation, the God of War Former Husband Resolved Not to Let Go

“Who the hell are you?” The Biao family was stunned by my actions and immediately became angry. "Where did that rotten woman come from? How dare you interfere in my affairs? Get out!" "Money! I have money!" I panted rapidly, my heart beating wildly as if it was about to burst my chest and rush out. But I still forced myself to calm down, raised my head, and stared at the Biao family harshly: "How much money does he owe you guys? I'll pay it for him!" “You pay for him?” The Biao family seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, looking at me from top to bottom, their eyes full of contempt. "Only by you? Do you know how much silver that old woman owes us? Calculating both principal and interest, it's eight thousand taels! Eight thousand taels of snow-white silver! Can you get it out?" Eight thousand taels! That number is like a heavy, aggressive hammer hitting my heart! That's almost several times more than Cam Tam Tu Phuong's entire current assets! The little bit of silver I brought today is basically just a drop in the ocean! Mrs. Huo actually borrowed so much money with such high interest?! I felt the person behind me — Hoac Quyet — whose body suddenly stiffened. It seemed like he wanted to raise his head to look at me, but I was tightly blocking him behind him. “Eight thousand taels, I can't get it out right now.” I took a deep breath, forced my voice to calm down, and looked straight into the Biao family's fierce eyes. “But I can make a promissory note!” “Using my guild as collateral!” "My Cam Tam Tu Phuong is located in the west of the city, you can go and inquire!" "Business is very good! Absolutely worth more than eight thousand taels!" "Give me three months! No! Two months! I will definitely collect enough money to pay you back! Both capital and interest! Not a penny missing!" “Tu ward?” Master Biao narrowed his eyes, there was clearly some wavering in his eyes, but most of them were still suspicious and wary. “Who can believe it just based on your empty words?” "Why should I trust you?" “What if you take the opportunity to escape?” “Or what about that handsome shop of yours which is just a tattered shop not worth a few coins?” "I'm right here! I can't run!" I said decisively. "The land deed and house deed of Tu Phuong are all in my house!" “Now I can immediately send someone to get it!” “You just send people to follow!” "If I tell even half a lie, or if I can't repay the money two months later, then the show and all the belongings inside will belong to you! I'm So Chieu, let you deal with it!" “So Chieu?” The Biao family was stunned for a moment, then as if remembering something, his eyes became strange, shifting back and forth between me and the struggling Hooc Quyet behind me. "Ah... I remember now! You are the former lady who separated with General Huo?" A few henchmen behind him immediately burst into mocking laughter, and there were also dark discussions. "Tsk tusk, they're both separated and still rushing to save the ex-husband?" “This woman still misses him, right?” "General Huo is really amazing when he eats soft rice, tsk tsk..." Those dirty words were like needles piercing straight through. Behind me, Hoo Quyet suddenly struggled frantically, a roar emitting from his throat that was suppressed to the limit, like a wounded wild beast, filled with anger and humiliation to the end! “Shut up!” I shouted in a cold voice. The sound was not loud, but it carried a decisiveness as if it had defied everything, yet for a moment it really stopped those henchmen. I tightly held Huo Quyet behind him who was trying to get up with his life, my nails almost digging deep into his skin, using a sound that only the two of us could hear, gritted my teeth and forced out two words: "Don't move!" Hoac Quyet's body trembled violently, but actually stopped struggling. I raised my head, no longer looking at those henchmen, just stared at the Biao family: "The Biao family is a business person, the most important thing must be profit." "Cutting off one of his hands, besides venting your anger, what else can you get? You can't get even a single silver coin back! You still have to bear the burden."

More murder! Does it have to be like that? “Give me two months, not only will you be able to collect both capital and interest, but you will also have a prosperous business to mortgage. This is clearly a transaction that only has profits, not losses."