"Hmm, ah, ah."
Old Madam Yang tried to struggle, but as an old woman, she was powerless and could only be beaten.
Seeing this, not a single person from the rest of the Yang Family dared to make a sound.
"Yang Quan, the silver must be paid back today. If you cannot pay it, it's simple, I value a head at three taels of silver. Counting all of you here, each one will be sent to the teeth row to be sold, to be exchanged for silver," Third Young Master Gong said, word by word, looking at Yang Quan who was being stepped on the chest.
"What?!"
Eldest Uncle Yang cried out in shock upon hearing this.
"Why should we? It was Second… no, it was Yang Quan himself who brought this upon us, what does this have to do with us?"
He had not borrowed any silver from anyone, so how could this matter be related to him?
"Aren't you all family? Aren't you written in the same family register?" Third Young Master Gong casually raised an eyebrow, looking at Eldest Uncle Yang.
"I…"
