Wang Xingwen knew exactly what Li Xiaobao was referring to, and quickly patted his chest to assure: "Village Chief Li, rest assured, these troublemakers absolutely won't cause any issues. I guarantee, if they dare to cause any trouble, I'll deal with them myself and send them all to the police station."
"Haha, it's reassuring to hear you say that, Village Chief Wang. By the way, you wouldn't believe it, the Old Zhou Family owed your nephew ten thousand yuan, and today he came running over saying they should repay two hundred thousand yuan. Isn't that daylight robbery, Village Chief Wang, don't you think so?"
Upon hearing Li Xiaobao's words, Wang Xingwen's face instantly turned angry: "That scoundrel! Village Chief Li, watch how I handle this. I'll make the decisions—Old Zhou Family owes him ten thousand yuan; let's not talk about interest since we are all villagers. Just pay back the principal."
"Will he agree?" Li Xiaobao said leisurely.
