Having wriggled free from the binds of Yunlai Inn's Cloud Hands, Huai Chenghua kept his head low, pulling the various martial arts school students who lay scattered on the ground to their feet before attempting to leave, only to be halted by Brother Tian's call.
"Wait a moment," Brother Tian said coldly. "Since ancient times, a debt is to be repaid, a life taken must be compensated. As long as the Huangfu Family remains in Chaochang for one more day, the debt cannot escape. But when it comes to debt collection, there should be a sense of priority and urgency. When the Huangfu Trade Group left the town, it was joined by a large sum of common folks' money from only three individuals. The biggest shareholder is none other than this humble one. If the money is to be taken, it should be collected by me first. Huai Master, you have no objections to this, do I presume?"
