Chapter 25 Taking a Swill Bath
Crackle, crackle.
Right there in the main hall of Cuiyun Residence, the two began to brutally beat Fang Yi'ai.
The diners were all stunned.
He wanted to dissuade them, but when he saw that it was Choi Shin-ki and Fang Yi-ai, he immediately gave up the idea.
So they were the two biggest parasites in Chang'an. Well, then it's alright.
"Waaah, big brother, I was wrong."
Fang Yi'ai begged for mercy repeatedly, his shrill screams sounding like the mournful cry of a cuckoo.
"Tell me, how much money do you owe outside?"
Wei Shuyu raised his hand and smacked him on the head.
"One...one hundred strings of cash."
*Smack*
Wei Shuyu did not believe it.
"Two hundred strings of cash."
*Smack*
Wei Shuyu still didn't believe it.
“One thousand three hundred and thirty-nine strings of cash.”
Snap snap snap...
It's a miracle that Fang Xuanling didn't beat you to death for owing so much.
"Little Jiji, beat him hard, just don't kill him."
If a fight breaks out at Cuiyunju, the manager is obligated to intervene.
Seeing that everyone was watching with great interest and even ordered a lot of food and drinks, I immediately gave up that idea.
He even considered arranging a beating-up segment for the restaurant in the future.
After an incense stick has burned.
Fang Yi'ai lay paralyzed in the hall like a dead dog.
Choi Shin-ki was also panting heavily from exhaustion.
He was shocked to discover that beating people up was also a tiring job.
What are you planning to do?
Wei Shuyu pulled over a stool and began the interrogation in a very open and aboveboard manner.
"Waaah... Big brother, actually I didn't owe that much, it was all due to interest compounding." Fang Yi'ai cried and sniffled.
Holy crap.
They even borrowed money from loan sharks!
I can understand if you say you owe high-interest loans from gambling.
But his mother's spending habits are a bit pathological.
She's not a woman, can't she at least restrain herself a little?
"Little Jiji, notify the Duke of Liang's mansion and tell them to come and pick up the person themselves," Wei Shuyu instructed.
He is not Fang Yi'ai's father, so he will not be responsible for paying off Fang Yi'ai's debts.
"Okay."
Choi Shin-ki was lying on the ground panting when he heard this, and he sprang up like a carp...
Huh? They didn't fight.
I'll call again.
Huh? I still can't get up.
I'll continue...
Bang.
Wei Shuyu kicked him in the buttocks.
Damn it, one's a spendthrift, the other's brainless.
I didn't do anything bad in my past life.
How come all the underlings I recruited are oddballs?
"Brother, no!" Fang Yi'ai clung to Wei Shuyu's leg. "If my father knew I owed so much money, he would beat me to death."
Wei Shuyu pointed to the onlookers: "Do you think your father wouldn't know, with so many people here seeing this?"
Swish.
Fang Yi'ai's face turned deathly pale.
"Big brother, you have to save me..." Coming to her senses, Fang Yi'ai cried even more bitterly.
“My family is even poorer than yours,” Wei Shuyu replied coldly.
Fang Yi'ai's face was ashen.
Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he turned to look at Choi Shin-ki.
"Shinki, I know your family is rich, can you help your brother out?"
Fang Yi'ai's obsequious smile sent a chill down Choi Sin-ki's spine.
"If there's money, it's my dad's. I can't afford that much," Choi Shin-ki replied honestly.
Fighting is fighting, and cursing is cursing.
Choi Shin-ki is still an honest little guy.
"Waaah... Just let me die!" Fang Yi'ai cried out.
The two of them just stared at him, dumbfounded.
"Why didn't you stop me?" Fang Yi'ai turned his head awkwardly.
"Why should we stop you?" Choi Shin-ki blinked innocently.
"Walk."
Just then, Wei Shuyu stood up...
Where are we going?
Just as Cui Shenji was about to ask a question, he saw Wei Shuyu lift Fang Yi'ai up with one hand and walk towards the kitchen of Cuiyunju.
A waiter tried to stop him, but he pushed him away.
Mother?
Is my brother really going to kill Yi'ai?
Choi Shin-ki quickly followed.
"Big brother, what do you want to do? I don't want to die, let me go..."
Fang Yi'ai struggled incessantly.
However, Wei Shuyu's hands were like large pliers, firmly holding it in his grasp.
Fang Yi'ai was terrified.
It was only then that he realized how vast the gap was between him and Wei Shuyu.
He dared to challenge him to a duel; he was practically courting death.
Wei Shuyu went to the kitchen, looked around, and then went to the backyard.
"Big brother, what are you looking for?" Choi Shin-ki asked curiously.
Found it.
Suddenly, Wei Shuyu's eyes lit up, and he quickly walked over.
Wei Shuyu arrived in front of a large vat, and before he even got close, a foul odor filled his nostrils.
Choi Shin-ki pinched his nose and looked inside; it turned out to be swill.
(Swill: leftover food dumped together)
"Big...Big...Brother, what do you want to do?"
Fang Yi'ai was terrified; his face was completely pale, and he even stammered.
"Aren't you vain? I'm just asking you to take a bath." Wei Shuyu smiled.
This time, Fang Yi'ai was truly scared.
He can be shameless and borrow money at exorbitant interest rates, but he cannot accept being covered in filth.
"No!" Fang Yi'ai screamed.
The sound was so shrill that it seemed as if a woman had encountered something terrifying.
Bang.
Wei Shuyu showed no mercy whatsoever.
He tossed it into the jar without any expression.
Fang Yi'ai struggled incessantly, but Wei Shuyu pulled out a stick from somewhere and knocked Fang Yi'ai back down as soon as he poked his head out.
That's too brutal.
Choi Shin-ki covered his eyes.
We can only express our sympathy for Fang Yi'ai's plight.
"Waaah... I was wrong, I'll never borrow money again."
"Big brother, please spare me."
"Shinki, please help me persuade my older brother."
"Wei Shuyu, I'll fight you to the death."
"Wei the Turtle, go ahead and kill me if you dare!"
"Waaah... Father, Mother, please save Yi'ai!"
Fang Yi'ai cried out for his parents, but his voice grew weaker and weaker as if he had accepted everything.
I stopped struggling. So what if it smelled a little bad, was a little sticky, and a little disgusting after soaking for so long?
"Little Jiji, get him out." Wei Shuyu threw away the wooden stick.
Should we rescue him?
Choi Shin-ki's eyes widened.
Looking at Fang Yi'ai, who looked like he'd been soaked in a latrine, his face was filled with resistance.
However, this was Wei Shuyu's order.
What if my older brother gets angry and throws me in for a bath too?
Choi Shin-ki pinched his nose and used all his strength to finally pull Fang Yi-ai out.
Overwhelmed by the stench emanating from his clothes, Choi Shin-ki was utterly devastated.
Splash...
Wei Shuyu drew a bucket of water from the well and poured it on Fang Yi'ai.
Fang Yi'ai then regained some consciousness.
"Is he still alive?" Wei Shuyu patted Fang Yiai's cheek.
Fang Yi'ai's eyes were vacant, like a living dead person.
"Brother, why don't we bury him?"
Choi Shin-ki pinched Fang Yi-ai's nose, trying to stop her from breathing.
Fang Yi'ai was out of breath, shook her head and broke free from Cui Shenji's hand, sobbing softly, like a woman who had just finished making love.
"Stop playing the victim, tell me, who do you owe us high-interest loans to?" Wei Shuyu asked.
Fang Yi'ai didn't want to speak, staring blankly at the sky.
"You've been set up and don't even realize it, you're really stupid." Wei Shuyu stood up: "Since you want your father to beat you to death, I'm not going to care about you anymore."
"Brother, what does this mean?"
Fang Yi'ai did not answer, but Cui Shenji asked the question for him.
"Fang Xuanling's son, who in the entire Tang Dynasty would dare to lend him money at exorbitant interest rates?"
Even your father wouldn't dare to do this!
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