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Su Han spoke slowly, "Wait until Zhao Fu surrenders. Cut off one of his arms and then send thirty thousand taels of silver to his family."
Wang Wu surprisingly chimed in, "Why?"
Su Han nearly laughed out loud; this guy had quite the talent for playing along. He replied, "It's not for any other reason than that someone has mistaken our Royal Confidential Office personnel for beggars on the street, thinking five taels of gold would settle everything?"
Wang Wu's expression turned cold as he looked at Xu Deshan. "Boss Xu, while our Royal Confidential Office's dark guards may not be wealthy, to be honest, we don't take this amount of money seriously. If you have nothing else, please leave."
"Wait, wait," Xu Deshan hurriedly interjected. "Captain Su, how much do you want? Name your price, and I will do my utmost to meet it."
"One million taels of silver!"
Huh?
As soon as Su Han spoke, Xu Deshan was left dumbfounded.
This wasn't just extortion; it was a tempest sweeping through.
One million taels? How could he even think of such a sum?
Xu Deshan had no intention of escalating the situation. Hearing that price, he spoke in a sarcastic tone, "Captain Su, it is indeed our fault. I will personally apologize for what my subordinate did. Captain Su, as the saying goes, we see each other often in Tiandu…"
"Enough, Boss Xu," Su Han interrupted him. "Do you remember what I said when I visited your Trading Company? I mentioned that we would definitely meet again. You didn’t give me face back then; why should I give you face now? Yes, we all survive in Tiandu, but you pushed me and had someone injure me. How can I stand in Tiandu after that?"
Xu Deshan struggled to contain his anger. "Captain Su, your price is simply outrageous. Let's discuss this properly for the future…"
"Don't talk about the future; I want it now," Su Han bluntly interrupted again. "No one can predict what will happen later. One million taels of silver—not a single tael less. Additionally, bring Zhao Fu before me; we can discuss other matters later."
"Is there really no room for negotiation?"
"I am a dark guard of the court; what is there to negotiate with someone like you from Shang Jia?" Su Han was no longer polite. "Boss Xu, I will give you one hour to consider it. If I don't receive a satisfactory response within that hour, don’t blame me for being impolite."
One hour?
How could he even think of such a thing?
Xu Deshan found himself in a difficult position and didn’t believe Su Han could truly do anything to him. He said, "Captain Su, I want to see what you can do. I am not someone to be bullied."
"Show him out!" Su Han closed his eyes.
"Boss Xu, please." Wang Wu's expression was grim as he led Xu Deshan to the door and opened it. Just as Xu Deshan stepped out of the sickroom, Wang Wu suddenly said, "Boss Xu, remember my name—Wang Wu!"
What does that mean?
However, the door had already closed behind them.
On the sickbed, Su Han suddenly opened his eyes. "Send the order, everyone mobilize. Anyone related to Xu Deshan, make sure to deal with them harshly. If our prison cells are full, we'll borrow space from Jingzhao Prefecture. If Jingzhao Prefecture is full too, then we'll ask the Dali Temple for help."
"Understood. Any other instructions?" Wang Wu asked respectfully.
Su Han's gaze fell on the eight large pig trotters. "Can you cook pig trotters?"
"What?" Wang Wu looked bewildered.
"Am I speaking in a foreign language?" Su Han swallowed hard. "Braised pig trotters, I've been craving them for so long. Oh, it’s really been ages since I had some. Lao Wu, don’t you know how to cook? Make me some braised pig trotters, will you?"
Wang Wu was momentarily at a loss for words. At a time like this, their captain was actually thinking about braised pig trotters!
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