"One..."
Zhang Tie opened his mouth without any mood.
"Ah, it's my fault, it's my fault..."
That middle-aged man's face turned pale.
"Two..."
"I didn't know you were a military officer of the Norman Empire..."
The man started to ooze cold sweat.
"Three..."
"I just wanted to give you a lesson. I didn't want to kill you, ah..." that man cried out.
"Four..."
"I didn't mean it..."
He became soft all over.
"Five..."
"I will never think about Linda any more! That woman is yours, she's yours! You can do whatever you want..."
The man's mind entered a confused state.
"Six..."
"Linda owes me 187 gold coins. I won't ask her for any of it any more... I won't want it any more. Here's the contract between us..."
The man pulled out a paper from the inside of his coat and put it before Zhang Tie in his quivering hand...
"Seven..."
Zhang Tie's voice remained unchanged at all.
"I'm just an average businessman. Forgive me please..."
