"You want money, don't you? I have it, but I won't give it to you. If you're capable, come and get it. But I'm afraid you'll have the time to get it but not the life to spend it. Let me give you a warning this time. If you go to Donghu once, I'll go to you once. I don't have much patience. If you do that too many times, who do you think my fist will land on first?"

Wang Dujuan said angrily: "How dare you, you dare to hit a woman?"

Zhao Luochuan shrugged: "You can't hit a woman. Don't you have a man in your family? He's an elder in the family and I can't touch him. But don't you have a son who's studying in town?"

Wang Dujuan was afraid that he would really do it, so she quickly said, "My son is a student."

"What's wrong with being a student? He has no achievements. He's just an ordinary person who has read a few more books. If you mess with me, I will do anything. I can give up my reputation, but can your son? After all, he almost had a sister who killed someone."

After Zhao Luochuan finished speaking, he glanced at Yang Chunxue who was hiding behind Wang Dujuan. Thinking of how she pushed Dong Hu down, he felt hateful and his face suddenly became darker.

As soon as he finished speaking, the expressions of the remaining three people changed.

If Yang Donghu used this matter to threaten Wang Dujuan, she might not take it to heart. After all, she had been used to bullying Yang Donghu since she was a child.

But it’s not necessarily the case for Zhao Luochuan.

Zhao Luochuan didn't want to say anything more. He pulled out the knife with force of his wrist. The sound of the knife breaking through the air made the three people tremble.

"I've said everything I need to say. If there's a next time, this knife won't just be stuck on the table." Zhao Luochuan glanced at them, picked up the silver, turned around and walked out.

Wang Dujuan collapsed to the ground as if all the strength had been drained from her body, muttering, "Madman, truly crazy."