As Han Zhijin stood there completely dumbfounded, Han Jingnian leisurely chimed in again, "Don't forget, you are now... penniless! And I've already informed everyone, no one will lend you anything."
Han Zhijin stared at Han Jingnian in fear, as if he were staring at some terrifying monster.
Damn, was his uncle being a little too ruthless?
"Ah, yes..." Han Jingnian seemed to remember something else, continuing in his usual calm tone, "Also, no restaurant, KTV, bar, hotel... essentially every place that you frequent will no longer provide you with credit."
This wasn't just being ruthless anymore, this was pure savagery!
Han Zhijin was enraged, "You..."
He had barely uttered the word when he was met with the indifferent gaze of Han Jingnian. In the next second, his anger deflated, and his tone became pitiful, "... Uncle, are you joking? I am your own dear nephew, you know…"