Chapter Twenty-Five
Seeing Long Xiaoshan break such a thick piece of wood with a single punch,
the villagers were all startled, and Long Shuixian's face turned somewhat pale. If such a thick log could be broken with a single punch, it could kill a person if it really hit them.
"Fine, I'll just see how you're going to repay the money in three days!"
Long Shuixian left these harsh words behind and walked away somewhat flustered.
After Long Shuixian left, the other villagers quickly dispersed as well.
With the courtyard emptied, He Xiangyue came over to Long Xiaoshan and chided him, "Little Xiaoshan, how could you make such a claim? Three days to repay the debt, and we owe over thirty thousand. Where are we supposed to find that much money?"
Long Dashan, smoking a rolled cigarette, didn't say anything, but he seemed dissatisfied with Long Xiaoshan's declaration.
They were honest and upright people, not skilled in lying.
