Why do I have so many masters?-Chapter 594: The 218th Palm: The Unchivalrous Hero (1/2) (3800)
In a inconspicuous corner by the recreational lake, passersby had formed a circle.
Wang Anfeng led Lin Qiaofu over.
In the center of those people, a middle-aged man of over forty held a contract in his hand. His eyes were bloodshot and veins on his palms bulged. His voice was filled with rage, but underneath it was a plea as he said:
"I clearly only borrowed twenty Silver Coins from you, how come now I have to repay two hundred?".
"Why don't you just rob people!".
The man in the white shirt, looking more like a scholar than a merchant, naturally responded with a laugh:
"This is much quicker than robbing...".
"You!".
The man gritted his teeth, yet in front of the man in white stood two burly men with knives.
The man in white reined back his smile and said indifferently:
"Mr. Zhou does not run a charity here. It's nine out and thirteen back for loans everywhere. You borrowed twenty Silver Coins, now you should repay me two hundred.".
"You must have heard of Mr. Zhou's rules at the outset. Since you considered your mother's life more important than the interest back then, don't act righteous now.".
The middle-aged man's palm trembled as he gritted his teeth and said:
"Your actions like this...".
The man in white looked amused and said:
"You should know that usury, like gambling funds, is not permitted by the laws of Great Qin, and you won't end well either. Are you really going to make a big scene?".
The middle-aged man trembled slightly and couldn't utter another word.
The businessman surnamed Zhou's gaze fell behind the man, slowing his tone as he persuaded, "I've told you repeatedly, if you are willing to let your daughter enter as an official attendant, then there's no need for this. I will cross out your debt from my books and can even give you some more Silver Coins."
The middle-aged man's breathing grew heavier as his right hand protectively moved behind him.
There stood a pretty young girl, who silently raised her hand and placed it on her father's palm. She whispered something so low that made the man's body shake violently.
The girl seemed to be about the same age as Lin Qiaofu but faced such a predicament, which invoked an indescribable feeling in Lin Qiaofu's heart – a mixture of sympathy, pity, and relief.
The scene unfolding was a clichéd tale often retold in stories, yet for that father and daughter, it was a tragic parting in their lives.
Lin Qiaofu reached into her bosom, finding only a little more than one Silver Coin in her small coin purse.
Two hundred Silver Coins, enough to buy a small courtyard in this city, was far beyond what she could produce.
And Wang Anfeng, though skilled in Martial Arts, appeared from his everyday actions to be a man of modest means, and it seemed unlikely that he carried any spare cash with him either.
To say he was of modest means was putting it mildly.
Lin Qiaofu sighed inwardly – she had never seen a knight-errant of Jianghu living so frugally.
Lin Qiaofu sighed to herself, thinking.
If Yuchi were here, that wealthy young master certainly could afford the price, but whether he would choose to offer it was another question...
The father and daughter were silent in their bitter sorrow, while the onlookers around them were indifferent to their plight.
Only the man in white had a slight smile on his lips.
Just then, suddenly a whistling sound arose, and something was thrown directly at him.
The man in white's expression shifted slightly. He extended his right hand and slightly spread his fingers, ready to deflect the object, only to realize it was not a stone or something heavy, but a blue coin purse, bulging at the seams. With a twist of his wrist, he converted the force into a gentle grip, catching it in his hand.
He weighed it for a moment, his expression showing a hint of surprise as he looked towards the crowd.
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"What is this...".
Wang Anfeng pushed through the people in front and stepped forward, saying:
"I'll pay the two hundred Silver Coins."
Lin Qiaofu's eyes widened as she looked at the calm Wang Anfeng. She had just seen him throw a coin purse without so much as flinching. Her mind was slightly confused as she pondered the young man's usual practice of arranging Copper Coins on the table, murmuring in surprise:
"Big Brother Wang... you're also so rich?".
The man in white opened the coin purse, finding silver notes inside, along with some Small Silver Pieces and a few Copper Coins. He clicked his tongue, looked at Wang Anfeng, and said:
"Sir, that is a generous hand you have."
Wang Anfeng's face remained calm as he asked, "Aren't you going to count it?".
The man in white laughed and said:
"No need. With your level of Martial Arts, sir, I can certainly trust your character."
He then addressed the middle-aged man and his daughter:
"Old Wu from the Wu Family, today you have the help of a noble figure, so I won't quibble with you."
"What I said today still holds. If you ever find yourself short of Silver again, you can come find me, haha..."
With a light laugh, he left, passing by Wang Anfeng. Wang Anfeng's expression was cold, his gaze didn't waver in the slightest.
The man's eyes landed on Lin Qiaofu, seemingly murmuring a word of admiration before he departed.
The father and daughter were almost weeping with joy. Wang Anfeng gently patted Lin Qiaofu's shoulder, and the two turned to slip away quietly, without making contact with the father and daughter. By the time the two regained their senses, their benefactors were no longer visible in the crowd.
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then tore the contract into pieces.
Some hundreds of meters away, Wang Anfeng walked slowly with Lin Qiaofu, a serene look on his face, showing no sign of the sting of losing Silver, earlier. Lin Qiaofu observed him and suddenly laughed:
"Big Brother Wang truly is a knight-errant of Jianghu...".
Wang Anfeng shook his head and chuckled:
"A knight-errant of Jianghu? Hardly..."
"Next, I have to do something not so knightly. Would you like to follow and see?".
Lin Qiaofu was slightly taken aback.
Zhou Pengyi weighed the coin purse in his hand, feeling rather content. Though he didn't gain the maximum profit today, being able to recoup two hundred Silver Coins was fortunate, and it was the reason he pressed Old Wu at the edge of the main road.
