Aunt Song waved her hands in fear and refused tremblingly.
She just felt sorry for Han Xin and was kind to him, and never thought of repaying him for his kindness.
Seeing that the old lady was no longer as kind as before, Han Xin sighed with regret.
After achieving success, everything changes and time is ruthless, and it is difficult to go back to the past.
God is always fair. You gain a lot, but you are also destined to lose a lot.
He didn't say much, but waved his hand, signaling the servant to bring a bulging purse and forcefully stuffed it into Aunt Song's hand.
"There's not much money in there, just a few hundred. It's a token of my gratitude for the meal I gave you back then. Please don't refuse it, Auntie."
"That...that's fine. Thank you, Master Han."
Aunt Song met the boy's irresistible gaze and finally compromised.
But the heavy weight in his arms seemed to be more than a few hundred coins, and more than just copper coins.
She noticed the greedy gazes around her, her lips trembled a few times, and in the end she said nothing.
Han Xin gave her a reassuring smile, his tone serious and solemn.
"I should be the one to thank you."
"Without you, there would be no Han Xin today."
Then his sharp gaze swept over everyone, and the murderous aura made them tremble all over, and they all lowered their heads and pretended to be quails.
"If anyone dares to insult you in the future, please write to me and let me know."
"Even if I don't want this title, I will seek justice for you."
In an instant, there was dead silence all around, and no one dared to have any evil thoughts.
In the silent atmosphere, someone cautiously changed the subject in an attempt to break the awkwardness.
"Master Han, do you still remember the butcher who humiliated you three years ago?"
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