Yang Xiao hesitated for a mont, shook his head, and continued to walk forward.
In this world, there are too many suffering people. How could he save them all on his own?
After walking for a while, Yang Xiao felt a wave of discomfort in his heart. Bing'er's innocent smile and her attachnt to him lingered in his mind, causing an indistinct pain.
"Alas, my problem is that I'm too handso and too soft-hearted!"
Yang Xiao shook his head, mocking himself, and turned around to run back.
...
After Yang Xiao left, Bing'er sat by the dining table, lowering her head in silence, feeling very unhappy.
She didn't show any excitent towards the Crystal Coin that Yang Xiao left on the table.
What truly made her happy was perhaps Yang Xiao, this stranger, as the little girl naturally longed for a father-like figure to cherish her.
The grandfather, sitting by the dining table, glanced at Bing'er and sighed:
"Bing'er, Uncle Yang and we are not on the sa path."
"How are we not on the sa path? It's clearly that you're not very welcoming to him living here; I think Uncle Yang quite likes staying here."
"Silly child, Uncle Yang is rely facing a temporary difficulty and stayed with us for one night. Uncle Yang is a wealthy person, we are poor,
he gave you money out of pity, but we cannot live with him. He's just a passerby."
The grandfather sighed, picked up the bag of Crystal Coin on the table, opened it, and took a look; there were about 2,000 Crystal Coins.
"Soone who can take out 2,000 Gold Coins to give away so casually, have you seen anyone like that in our slum?"
Deep down, Bing'er also knew that it was impossible for Yang Xiao to be with her; she just genuinely longed for fatherly love, which is why her true feelings showed.
Bing'er walked to her grandfather's side, holding his arm, and said:
"Grandpa, when I grow up, I'll earn a lot, a lot of money, buy you a big house, good food, and honor you."
"Hehe, Bing'er is so good!"
The grandfather gently embraced Bing'er, but his heart was full of sighs.
At this mont, a rough shout ca from outside:
"Elder Zhan, Elder Zhan, are you there? If you're there, co out and fart."
Hearing this shout, Bing'er and her grandfather who were cuddling both slightly shivered.
Bing'er said in terror:
"Grandpa, that Zhou the Skinner is here again, what should we do?"
"Don't panic, grandpa's here. Just in ti, Uncle Yang left you 2,000 Crystal Coins, along with the 1,000 Crystal Coins we've saved up lately, we have 3,000 Crystal Coins, it should be enough to ask them to give us more ti."
The grandfather led Bing'er out of the house.
"Coming, coming, Master Zhou, you're early today. Have you had breakfast?"
Bing'er's grandfather said humbly.
"Elder Zhan, if I haven't had breakfast, are you going to treat to it? Your son borrowed 10,000 Crystal Coins from , and now with principal and interest, it's 30,000. You've been delaying not repaying, causing to be scolded by my boss every day. I'm here to collect paynt today. Don't tell you don't have it!"
Bing'er's grandfather accompanied with a smile,
"Master Zhou, Master Zhou, sorry, we really have difficulties. You know, my son's wife got a strange illness, even the dium Blood Pill couldn't cure it. My son went to the forest to hunt monsters to repay the debt, only to be unfortunately eaten by a monster. We truly didn't an not to repay you."
"Dammit, save it with those pitiful stories. You start crying poverty as soon as you see , I'm poor too, does anyone pity ? I kindly lent you money but can't even get the principal back.
Alas, I think about your interest, you're thinking about my principal. You're even blacker than !"
"Zhou the Skinner, it was you who forced my father to death, forcing him to repay the debt, and that's why he went to the forest to hunt monsters. My father has already repaid you over 10,000 Gold Coins, long covering your principal. You still push my grandfather to repay more. He sells sugar water at night and moves bricks during the day to repay the debt, don't you have any conscience?"
Bing'er, filled with hatred towards Zhou the Skinner, shouted in anger.
"Oh wow, little girl, so young yet with such a sharp tongue. Okay, challenging Master Zhou, are we?
Your father's repaynt was just interest. Your grandfather hasn't repaid anything for three months. Now the total principal and interest exceed 30,000. If you can't repay today, hehe, Master Zhou will have to sell you to the Slave Workshop."
"Pah, Zhou the Skinner, I'm not going!"
Bing'er spat.
Beside her, Bing'er's grandfather was trembling with fear,
"Bing'er, stop talking!"
Bing'er's grandfather imdiately pleaded with Zhou the Skinner:
"Master Zhou, Master Zhou, please don't, Bing'er is still young, she wouldn't sell for much. I'll work with her daily to earn so money for you. Look here, I have 3,000 Crystal Coins, take it as partial interest repaynt."
The grandfather, hands trembling, passed a small bag of Crystal Coins to Zhou the Skinner.
A companion of Zhou the Skinner snatched the bag, opened it, looked inside, and handed it to Zhou the Skinner.
Zhou the Skinner looked at it, chuckled, and said:
"This amount, what good is it? I said 30,000 Crystal Coins with principal and interest; you give 3,000, just one-tenth. Where's the rest? When can you repay? How will you repay?"
Bing'er's grandfather imdiately bowed,
"Master Zhou, please extend the deadline, I'll think of a way as soon as possible."
"Think of a way? How can an old man like you think of any way? Our boss doesn't want to wait any longer. I must take Bing'er with today and sell her to the Slave Workshop."
Upon hearing this, Bing'er's grandfather imdiately fell to his knees with a thud.
"Master Zhou, Master Zhou, Bing'er is only seven, just a child, please let her go? I beg you, I'll think of a way to quickly earn money for you. I-I will go to the forest to hunt monsters."
"Haha, with your level of cultivation, you'd be devoured by monsters at the forest's edge. Brothers, take the little girl away."
"Yes."
Two companions of Zhou the Skinner imdiately stepped forward.
Binger imdiately panicked, hurriedly hid behind her grandfather, and scread loudly:
"No, don't sell , Grandpa, save , Grandpa, save ."
"Hehe, no one can save you today."
Bing'er's grandfather kept kowtowing, begging for rcy.
By now, dozens of neighbors were standing around, all shaking their heads and sighing.
Zhou the Skinner is a tyrant in the slum, and no one dares to provoke him. Moreover, he has an even more powerful boss backing him.
Zhou the Skinner lends money at high interest in the slum. Anyone who hits a rough patch and borrows money from him doesn't get through without shedding a layer of skin.
Two strong n approached Bing'er's grandfather from both sides, reaching to grab Bing'er.
Bing'er's grandfather suddenly stood up and swung his hand, sending an Ice Ball towards one of them.
That man reached out, grabbed the Ice Ball hurled by Bing'er's grandfather, and crushed it with a bang.
"You old bastard, you dare attack , I'll kill you."
The strong man's fists clenched, and two streaks of Lightning shot towards Bing'er's grandfather.
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