The questioned old An wasn't one to lie.
Besides, he indeed borrowed twenty taels of silver from others; he couldn't bring himself to deny it now.
So he spoke up, "Old Zheng, I really borrowed twenty taels of silver from you, I'm not denying it. I'll pay you back the twenty taels today, and from then on let's call it even between our two families. Don't think of taking my daughter back."
The onlookers couldn't help but feel disappointed; this was such a good opportunity, and old An just gave it up like that. How could they resolve this now?
"Hahaha, did you hear that? Even old An admits to owing me silver."
Old Zheng felt disdainful; as expected, old An was easy to manipulate.
Regarding old An's response, Yang Ming wasn't surprised at all. He just said coldly, "So what if he admits it?"
"Hahaha, so what if he admits it?" Old Zheng's shameless demeanor seemed to have returned.
