Super Spender - Chapter 1234

Chapter 1234: Chapter 1228: Extra Story – Righting Wrongs 5_1 Chapter 1234: Chapter 1228: Extra Story – Righting Wrongs 5_1 Hugh King felt cold sweat break out instantaneously.

It didn’t matter what Finn Lewis was like; after all, Hugh King had never seen Finn Lewis in his domain of Lingnan, nor did he recognize him.

Hugh knew almost all the Young Masters with a little background, but he had never met Finn Lewis.

Therefore, Hugh King was not worried about offending Finn Lewis, but if Newman Tims were involved, even if he killed Finn Lewis ten times over, Hugh King would have to apologize along with him.

The icy dagger pressed against his neck, and Newman Tims shivered.

Just moments ago, Newman Tims, who had been so defiant, seemed to collapse completely, stammering as he spoke, “Bro…brother…mis…misunderstanding, I just…just misspoke…that…that silver…purse…it’s…not…not mine.” It took an enormous effort for Newman Tims to finish that sentence.

“Is that so?” Finn Lewis raised an eyebrow and said.

“Yes, yes, yes.” Newman Tims nodded frantically, at which point Finn Lewis finally retracted the dagger in his hand, though he showed no intention of letting go, instead directly turning to Hugh King and saying, “Did you hear what he just said?”
“Heard it, heard it,” said Hugh King, nodding rapidly as well.

“I saw you signal someone just now, presumably to fetch his parents, right?” Finn Lewis took out the dagger and made a gesture in front of Newman Tims’s neck, then asked with a smile, “Didn’t you?”
“That… yes.” Hugh King hesitated for a moment but admitted it.

Denying such a thing was pointless.

“Oh, so since you heard what he said just now, let me make it clear to you,” Finn Lewis extended his hand and switched the purse from his left to his right hand, tossed it in the air and juggled it a bit, and said, “This purse of mine contains 1 million taels of silver, yet he insisted just now that it was his.

After which, he returned it to me, but now there’s less than 1 million taels in it.

What should we do?”
1 million?!

Hugh King almost collapsed to the ground.

Are you kidding me?

How can you fit 1 million taels of silver in that palm-sized purse?

Do you think I’m an idiot, or do you think the other party is an idiot?

Even if that purse were stuffed with silver notes, it would hardly fit 1 million!

Let alone actual silver.

“Um, Young Master, I think, 1 million taels of silver can’t possibly fit into a single purse, right?

Perhaps you misspoke, and it should be 100 taels?” Hugh King said with an awkward smile.

“100 Taels?

Do you think I, the Young Master, would carry only 100 taels when I go out?

Now I give you a choice, either you immediately inform his family, or you’ll be collecting his corpse,” Finn Lewis said, pointing to Newman Tims next to him.

“I’ll inform them right now, right away!” Hugh King quickly nodded and said.

“That’s more like it,” Finn Lewis nodded, then squinted his eyes and said.

Hugh King immediately called over a man by his side and rapidly gave instructions.

Once the man received Hugh King’s command, he immediately turned and sprinted away from the scene.

The whole street was already blocked by the army, but no one dared to say anything.

Many were spectating from afar.

Finn Lewis looked around and then said, “Bring this Young Master a cup of tea.”
“Yes, Young Master,” the T800 immediately nodded and looked around before heading straight for a teahouse in the distance.

The Qing army men didn’t dare to stop him, and soon after, in just a few minutes, the T800 returned, carrying a table and a stool, followed by a server carrying a teapot, approaching Finn Lewis.

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