The short, fat old man who called the door responded to Mu Sanniu's words with a beaming face and mentioned the word, "Silver!"
"Silver?"
Mu Sanniu and the nearby villagers who were strolling around were stunned!
How much silver would the square-faced strongman need to carry to push down Mu Sanniu? Furthermore, the boxes on the shoulders of the other four strong men were the same as those carried by the square-faced strongman, meaning it's very likely their boxes could contain enough silver to take down Mu Sanniu!
The son of the clan leader, upon hearing the shouts at the door, had hastily come out to open the gate. The moment Nangong Yi and his men stepped through the door, the clan leader's courtyard was surrounded by villagers who had gathered upon hearing the news.
"Did you hear about how a wealthy young gentleman brought a few big men carrying boxes upon boxes of silver into the clan leader's house?"
