Ha ha, ha ha.
Lin Shuang burst out laughing, quickly stood up from the ground, instructed Xiao i and Xiao Li to bring the Silver over, and pointed provocatively at Han Ling, who was already dumbfounded.
"Han Ling, are these subordinates from the Insane Asylum? Each and every one of them is like a big fool! Ha ha, with subordinates like yours, it’s no wonder you can’t gain a foothold in the Capital City! Serves you right, serves you right!"
Du Ruo, picking up Silver while laughing, added fuel to the fire: "Miss, you’re really giving Young Master Han too much credit here. Young Master Han didn’t find these people in an Insane Asylum; we should say he’s the one who runs the Insane Asylum, and he’s the head of it!"
The term "Insane Asylum" was courtesy of Lin Yuan, because she had Chanyin Pavilion put on a play called "Flying Out of the Insane Asylum," so now everyone in the Capital City knows those three words.
"Right, right, from now on we shouldn’t call him Young Master Han, we should call him Director Han instead!"
Lian Qiao happily placed the Silver into a small pouch, not forgetting to egg on the silly boy: "Young man, don’t just stand there like an idiot, you haven’t hit yet, quickly throw so more Silver!"
How could the young man dare to throw more? He was already so frightened that he let out a miserable shriek, dropped the money box, and ran off.
If he didn’t run, his Boss would be the first to chop him up!
"Lin Shuang! You’re sothing else!"
Those words, Han Ling practically spat out through clenched teeth, and even from such a distance, Lin Shuang could hear the grinding of his teeth in anger.
But so what?
Who told him to traffic in fake goods and harm so many people? He deserves to be pissed off!
As for this Silver, it’s definitely ill-gotten gains from trafficking fake goods. Taking them is just returning them to their rightful owner.
Of course, whether this Silver will be returned to those who bought the fake goods is another matter.
Those who bought the fake goods deserve it too. If they hadn’t been greedy for bargains, how could they have been tricked by these bad guys?
So, the proverb holds true: "Penny wise, pound foolish." Better to think thrice before acting!
"I’m doing just fine, Young Master Han, oh no, Director Han is sending boxes and Silver, why wouldn’t I be well?"
Lin Shuang still wore that maddeningly smug look, one that really made Han Ling itch with rage.
"Soone, kill this woman for ! As long as they succeed, I will imdiately offer a thousand taels of Silver and promote their family to stewards!"
He’s using benefits to entice the crowd now.
Lin Shuang gave a slight smirk; indeed, this Han Ling was a cunning man. Even knowing she had poison in hand, those thugs dared not approach.
But now he dangled great benefits for their families, and anyone bewitched by greed would risk it for their family’s gain.
What’s more, since she dared carry poison, she certainly had an antidote. Han Ling dared to have the thugs advance, likely banking on this.
Indeed, seduced by Han Ling’s offer, many thugs with children at ho quickly went back to fetch their long machetes.
One person picking up a blade would lead to more picking up blades.
In almost the blink of an eye, Lin Shuang and her group were surrounded by thugs brandishing long knives.
Now it’s hand-to-hand combat with real weapons, and Lin Shuang, Du Ruo, and Lian Qiao had no other options but to retreat and hide behind Xiao i and Xiao Li.
At this point, only then did the Hidden Guard aura of Xiao i and Xiao Li finally erupt, not intentionally released by the two, but spontaneously radiated in the face of imminent danger.
Han Ling, having risen up through the sale of fake goods, must have faced many trials by fire, and his thugs were unafraid of death.
"Kill them! Kill them!"
The thugs drugged by Lin Shuang’s dithyltryptamine on the ground cheered their comrades on.
"You still have the nerve to cheer! I’ll send you to hell first!"
Lian Qiao delivered a kick to a taunting thug at her feet, and the thug imdiately shut his mouth, his face swelling up at once.
"Lin Shuang! I’ll give you one last chance—will you cooperate with ? If you obediently hand over the Frost Pavilion formula and consummate our marriage, I’ll have these n stand down!"
Han Ling was still dreaming, still fantasizing about marrying Lin Shuang!
Lin Shuang snorted coldly, too lazy to even speak to him, and turned her face away.
"Good! Very good!"
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