Wu Daming let out a cold laugh and said,
"I am the village chief of White Dragon Village, and as long as I don't speak up, plus all the clan members of our Wu family, can Zhang Xiaoshan really turn the heavens upside down?"
"That's true," came the response.
Zhang Yulian immediately lit up with excitement.
But her expression quickly dimmed again.
"But, after all, it's four hundred thousand in cash. Even if we don't give Zhang Xiaoshan the land and house, where am I going to get the money to pay him back?"
Four hundred thousand was an astronomical figure in White Dragon Village.
Zhang Yulian's man, Wu Daming's brother Wu Daqiang, worked away from home all year round and barely brought back thirty thousand at most.
Wu Daming had been the village chief for so many years, getting involved in quite a few underhanded dealings, and had not saved that much money either.
"Isn't that easy?"
Wu Yong immediately came up with a wicked idea and said,
"Don't we still have my sister?"