The short, fat old man who called the door responded to Mu Sanniu’s words with a beaming face and mentioned the word, "Silver!"
Mu Sanniu and the nearby villagers who were strolling around were stunned!
How much silver would the square-faced strongman need to carry to push down Mu Sanniu? Furthermore, the boxes on the shoulders of the other four strong men were the same as those carried by the square-faced strongman, meaning it’s very likely their boxes could contain enough silver to take down Mu Sanniu!
The son of the clan leader, upon hearing the shouts at the door, had hastily come out to open the gate. The moment Nangong Yi and his men stepped through the door, the clan leader’s courtyard was surrounded by villagers who had gathered upon hearing the news.
"Did you hear about how a wealthy young gentleman brought a few big men carrying boxes upon boxes of silver into the clan leader’s house?"
"Yes, I heard too, and I heard they’re the good men from yesterday who helped rescue our fellow villagers!"
"My goodness, boxes and boxes of silver, how much must that be? If I had just five or eight taels, it would be enough to rebuild a few thatched rooms and I’d be content..."
As everyone speculated, the door of the Clan Leader’s House suddenly opened, and the old clan leader appeared, his face glowing. With much excitement, he announced to the villagers, "Fellow villagers, I bring good news. Yesterday, a young master was passing through our village just as the earth dragon turnover occurred. Taking pity on our poor livelihoods, he has graciously offered to finance the reconstruction of our homes. Each family can collect eight, ten, or even two..."
The last few words of the clan leader were deliberately stretched out; perhaps he was afraid others couldn’t hear properly!
The crowd exploded into a frenzy with most people not believing their own ears, questioning if such good fortune could really befall them. Someone shouted, "Old Clan Leader, when can we collect the silver? Eighty taels isn’t just a trick to cheer us up, right?"
The old clan leader, with full authority, declared loudly, "The silver is now at my house, available immediately for collection! In addition, if any family members were crushed to death by the earth dragon, they can receive two hundred silver taels as compensation, and for those injured, a suitable compensation will be given..."
Meanwhile, Zhui Feng and Zhu Yue were carrying those five large boxes into the courtyard. As they ’thud thud thud’ popped open the box, the gleaming, outlined silver was suddenly revealed from inside...
"Silver! It’s really silver!"
Someone shouted in surprise and delight.
Suddenly, the area outside the gate was filled with people kneeling down. People were chanting prayers, shouting for the clan leader to invite the young master out, they wanted to personally kowtow in gratitude to him!
Mu Zhongli was also mixed in with the crowd, looking at those five boxes of gleaming silver, his eyes went wide, and his heart pounded wildly, almost jumping out of his mouth!
What kind of a big shot had Mu Caiwei, the little cheap hoof, hooked up with? That was ten thousand taels of silver! Without batting an eye, it was given away. His whole life, no — ten lifetimes, he wouldn’t be able to earn that much money...
Manager Li came out from the house, smiling heartily at everyone, "Our Master appreciates your kind intentions, but he prefers tranquility. He has already left through the back door. You all should form a line to collect the silver."
"Thank you, young master, for saving us from disaster!"
"Your great kindness and mercy, we will never forget in our lifetime..."
The crowd cheered, repeatedly kowtowing in the direction of Nangong Yi’s departure!
Mu Zhongli, watching this spectacular scene of cheering and kowtowing, couldn’t help but feel a twinge of envy. If that young master was his daughter’s man, how proud he would be at this moment!