But if she really couldn't get even a speck of silver when the time came, her mother would truly come to her house, take away Song'er and Bai'er, and demand silver from her in exchange for the two children.
By that time, it would be useless to regret not making up her mind today, wouldn't it?
"If you're sure, I'll have Big Brother take care of it tomorrow?" Lin Caisang said again.
Hearing this, Yang Lin turned his head to look at Lin Changhong.
"Changhong, you do it. Third Aunt only has one request—just don't kill anyone."
That family, if they're not given a harsh lesson, they'll never learn to fear. As long as you're ruthless enough, absolutely ruthless, and leave them without a sliver of hope, they won't dare to mess around again.
"Alright."
Lin Changhong responded.
"Don't worry, Third Aunt, I'll handle this well."
Since Third Aunt said it, what else is difficult to do? As long as no lives are taken, that's enough.
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