But to raise these one hundred thousand taels of silver, Hall Master Liu had practically emptied the Liu Family Medical Hall's coffers. He had even mortgaged the storefront passed down by his ancestors and taken out a massive high-interest loan from families he knew.
'If I can't rescue the Young Hall Master, how could I possibly face Hall Master Liu?'
The bearded thug couldn't be bothered to listen to any more of his nonsense. In his eyes, these guards were merely lambs to the slaughter, not even worthy of him wasting his breath.
He glanced at the inspected silver, then at the guards' deathly pale faces. A flash of killing intent crossed his eyes.
'The show is over, and the silver is mine. I can't be bothered toying with these people any longer.'
"Kill!"
The bearded thug waved his hand impatiently and spat out a single, cold word.
