Chapter 1236: Chapter 1230: Extra Story – Righting Wrongs 7_1 Chapter 1236 -1230: Extra Story – Righting Wrongs 7_1 “Good to know.
Since you are aware that he is my son, how dare you be so bold?
Have you eaten the gall of a tiger-hearted leopard?
Release my son immediately!
I can be lenient with you,” Moore Tims shouted loudly.
With a “slap,” Finn Lewis walked up to Newman Tims and, without a second thought after hearing Moore Tims’s words, slapped Newman across the face.
“You!” Moore Tims immediately pointed at Finn Lewis, nearly fainting from rage, “You, you have no appreciation for kindness!
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If you release him now, I might spare your life.”
“Slap,” as soon as Moore Tims finished speaking, Finn backhanded him with another slap.
In just this short time, from the discussions of the people around, Finn had heard of the Young Master’s misdeeds.
Being sentenced to death ten times would not have been too much, but sadly, in this era, not only was he not sentenced to death, he was living lavishly.
Bullying men and domineering over women was child’s play for Young Master Tims.
Just the people Young Master Tims had indirectly driven to their deaths numbered not one hundred, then eighty.
Like just now, seeing a young lady he didn’t like and having her killed and thrown into the sea were numerous and countless.
“What do you want to do?!” Finn’s hand was not light at all, and after two slaps, Newman’s face was bloody at the corners of his mouth with snot and tears running down.
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Seeing his son in such a state, Moore Tims was heartbroken.
He had never been willing to lay even a finger on him, but now his son had been slapped twice by Finn Lewis, who was not daring to speak rashly anymore.
“What do I want?
Didn’t the message just pass?
This purse is mine, your son insisted it was his, but when I took it back, the one million Silver taels inside had vanished.
There are laws for the state and rules for the family.
Shouldn’t you transfer the one million Silver taels to me first?” Finn Lewis pointed to Hugh King beside him as he spoke impassively.
“Do not push people too far!” Moore Tims nearly fainted with anger.
One million taels?
Do you fucking think that purse is something special?
Besides, Moore Tims recognized that purse; it was indeed his son’s.
But the other party insisted it was his!
On his patch of land in Griffin City, who would ever dare to treat Moore Tims like this?
Never!
Even before Moore Tims became the Imperial Censor, no one dared!
“Pushing too far?
Heh, sorry, I forget, it seems that there were actually two million Silver taels in my purse.
My mistake,” Finn chuckled softly before continuing indifferently.
Hugh King, standing beside Moore Tims, nearly fell to the ground.
He’d never seen someone so reckless with their life.
This was truly a matter of preferring Silver to life.
He’d seen the audacious, but never this audacious, extorting right in front of the Imperial Censor of Griffin City, and doubling the price…
Since when did such a tough character appear on this turf?
“You…
you…” Moore Tims gasped for air, his chest constricted and he nearly passed out on the spot; fortunately, his aide sensed something was wrong and quickly patted him on the chest to prevent him from fainting, helping him to recover.
“Two million Silver, and return my money.
Let’s consider this matter settled then.
Otherwise, I’m sorry,” Finn Lewis stated calmly while playing with the dagger in his hand, standing beside Newman Tims and playing slowly with the knife, watching Moore Tims in horror.