Fang Zheng sneered.
Confiscate the property?
If you can find a thousand taels of silver from Square Porcelain, I'll take your surname!
Moreover...
The other party probably already turned Square Porcelain upside down.
"Enough." The General glanced at Xu Xiu and said slowly:
"I know you have a lot of resentment in your heart, but there's no evidence for this matter."
"Let him go!"
"Young Master Fang."
Looking at Fang Zheng, he forced out a smile:
"About the silver..."
"Don't worry." Fang Zheng clasped his hands in salute:
"When the General leaves, you'll have five thousand taels of silver as a gift!"
"Good!" The General laughed heartily:
"I'll see you off!"
......
Not far away.
A Daoist stood in a pavilion, ripples of water in front of him resembling a mirror, in which the scene of Fang Zheng and the others was clearly visible.
"Interesting!"
The Daoist stroked his beard lightly and said slowly:
