"Would you be so kind?" Feng Chenglin's eyes became more and more angry.

"Really, I, I'm not kind-hearted, but we have rules here. She is a widow and a new widow... She must not be touched within a year. If a man dares to touch her, he will definitely be dead... So, I said this is a taboo..."

It is because of this legend that Zhuge Dali stopped Feng Chenglin from departing that girl.

Ling Luoyu walked towards the little widow: "Are all he said true?"

The little widow nodded and said nothing.

Ling Luoyu tilted his head and looked at Zhuge Dali: "Master Zhuge, how much money does she owe you?"

"Not much, not much, only a few dozen gold, just..."

"How many?" Feng Chenglin's arm suddenly tightened, twisted Zhuge Dali's shoulder and pulled it back hard, almost removing his shoulder.

He dug his ears and frowned.

"You just said, how much does she owe you?"

"Two, twenty gold..."

"Besides!" Feng Chenglin used force again.

"Click"

Zhuge Dali's shoulders were removed.

His shoulder was dislocated, and he screamed in pain: "Really, I didn't lie. We have an IOU.S. She really owed me more than twenty..."

Feng Chenglin became more and more upset: "It seems that your shoulders are not very strong, and they will fall off as soon as you pull them. Otherwise, let's try this one here?!"

As he said that, his big hand grabbed Zhuge Dali's shoulder on the other side.

At this moment, Zhuge Dali understood what the two of them meant, and hurriedly dodged and smiled with a sad face.

"I know, I know... She doesn't owe me anymore. She doesn't owe me anything. She doesn't owe me any more..."

"Nonsense, didn't you say there were IOUs?"

"No more, nothing more..."

It’s time, what else can Zhuge Dali dare to do?

If there is any further, my life will be gone.

"When I go back, I will find her loan note immediately and burn it in front of you. I will guarantee that there will be no more IOUs!"

Zhuge Dali swears and swears, and then begged Feng Chenglin to let go.

"You are sensible!"

Feng Chenglin shook him away and clasped his fists at the little widow again: "Girl, I was really a misunderstanding just now. I was an unintentional mistake. I really didn't mean to offend the girl. This guy's Issue Note is my apology to the girl!"

The little widow is still in the dark and doesn't understand what's going on.

She looked at Zhuge Dali awkwardly, unable to believe all this, he was so angry, he didn't dare to move or leave.

Feng Chenglin waved his hand again: "Let's go, you can leave."

"I, can I really leave?" The little widow couldn't believe it and looked at Zhuge Dali with help: "The owner of the manor..."

"Let's go, let's go," Zhuge Dali waved his hands repeatedly as if he was sending out the plague god: "He is right. From now on, you will never owe anyone any debts. You are free, go!"

The little widow looked at the others again. Seeing that Ling Luoyu and others were nodding at him, she believed it. She quickly lifted the corner of her skirt, started running.

After running a few steps, I remembered something again, rushed back, knelt on the ground, kowtowed a few times, and then turned around and left.
Chapter completed!