The Human Emperor (1-200)

C28: 1700 Gold Taels

Just when Wang Chong was starting to feel worried, a forceful hand abruptly stretched out from the crowds and in it was a heavy money pouch. Peng! It fell heavily before Wang Chong.

“Wang Chong, you said it yourself. 2% interest, compounded on a daily basis, and you will accept however much given to you. Those words should count, right?”

A cold voice sounded from above him.

“Su Bai?”

Wang Chong lifted his head in astonishment. Seeing the familiar arrogant face, he smiled:

“Count, of course my words count. Su Bai, you want to loan me money as well?”

“Hehe, Wang Chong, here is 1500 gold taels. Write a debt note to me and you can take all of it away. Remember, you have to pay me 2400 gold taels in a month’s time!”

Su Bai said coldly.

Hearing these numbers, the surrounding crowd gasped in shock. 1500 gold taels was an incredible amount for them; no one could have thought that Su Bai would be able to come up with so much money.

In a single month, Su Bai would be able to make more than 900 gold taels. There wasn’t a single scion in the capital who was able to make so much money in a single month.

With this amount of money, Su Bai wouldn’t have to worry about having insufficient money for a significant period of time.

“Hehe, if you dare to loan it to me, there is no reason for me not to dare to accept it!”

Wang Chong looked at the heavy money pouch and he was overjoyed. He was just worrying over the lack of sufficient money to further his plan when Su Bai delivered it to his door. With this 1500 gold taels, Wang Chong wouldn’t need to be so constrained in his spending anymore, and his plan would be able to be carried out smoothly.

Shuashuashua!

Without waiting for Su Bai to react, he lifted a brush, dabbed it inside ink and the brush flew all around the paper. After which, he signed off with a handprint and a debt note was created. After flinging away the excessive ink off the paper, he passed it over to Su Bai.

“Take it properly! If you lose it, don’t blame me for not repaying you.”

“You don’t need to worry about that!”

Su Bai sneered and reached out to grab the debt note from Wang Chong’s hands.

“Wang Chong, I need to talk to you!”

Seeing Su Bai’s gleeful smile, Wei Hao could no longer hold it in and forcefully dragged Wang Chong outside. In the pavilion, chuckles could be heard.

Su Bai gazed haughtily at Wei Hao and Wang Chong as they left and sneered coldly. Just when everyone thought the show was finished and was planning to scatter, Su Bai suddenly turned around.

“Wait a moment!”

With a cold face, Su Bai halted everyone. The interiors of the Eight Gods Pavilion immediately turned silent and every single pair of eyes shot toward Su Bai.

Just when everyone was perplexed over what he was doing, Su Bai suddenly grabbed a token from his embrace and flashed it.

“This is Yao gongzi’s token! Yao gongzi has ordered that no one is to speak of what that had happened in the Eight Gods Pavilion today to anyone else. Anyone who reveals today’s happenings here will be viewed as an enemy of the Yao Residence, as well as the Su Clan!”

As Su Bai said those words, he glared savagely at the crowd with eyes as cold as frost.

Some scions who were initially dissatisfied with Su Bai’s doing, upon hearing these words, felt their heart turning cold and shuddered. They quickly shut their mouths.