Chapter 316: Extra. Three little ones collect debt 2

Extra. Three little ones collect debt 2

Tu Shan Xi took off her sunglasses, hung them on her collar, "Exactly, we are the 284th generation of Sword Debt people, I am Tu Shan Xi, come to collect your family's Sword Debt from back then."

Nan Qi Xian frowned, "Where are your elders? Call them over, I have something to discuss with them."

Actually he just had an idea; since these Sword Debt people can predict so accurately, he could simply give them money and have them help him turn his luck around—then his family's business, with that luck, could stage a comeback!

But he didn't expect these Sword Debt people to be so careless as to send three kids to collect the debt—utterly disregarding his Nan family.

Tu Shan Xi: "No need for elders; we are the inheritors of this generation, this debt is ours to collect—once it's settled, you'll naturally feel it."

Inside the house, several people glanced at each other, completely unaware what Sword Debt people do.

But they didn't ask, just observed carefully.

After all, they came today to probe the Nan family's current situation; if there were any bad signs, they could make plans early.

Nan Qi Xian hesitated, looking at the three of them, saying nothing.

He indeed remembered that back then, the Sword Debt person had said their family's debt, being long overdue, would be collected by a later-generation heir.

Tu Shan Bai frowned, looking at Nan Qi Xian and said, "Is this how the Nan family treats guests? No wonder their luck is running out."

Not saying more, the three of them have been standing since they entered the house and still are.

Even though they are children, there's no such principle.

Nan Qi Xian met Tu Shan Bai's deep gaze, and for a moment he felt completely transparent before him.

His heart startled for an instant, but he soon gave a light cough.

He thought, how could he be cowed by a seven- or eight-year-old child!

Just as Nan Qi Xian was about to speak to discipline Tu Shan Bai, the originally laid-back Tu Shan Xi grew a bit impatient, and a childish voice rang out:

"Cut the nonsense—thirty-odd years ago, my great-grandfather gave you this prophecy: the Nan family's rise and fall both lie with you; greed is like a stumble, glory lasts thirty years, a sudden collapse turns everything to nothing. Now your Nan family, because of you, is about to go bankrupt—the prophecy has come true. We've come for payment—do you acknowledge this debt or not?"

Nan Qi Xian's brows knit tighter; these three kids completely disregarded him, leaving him feeling stifled.

But the matter indeed came true; he couldn't well object, so he asked, "I didn't say I won't acknowledge it—tell me how much you want."

He thought, it's just a kitchen knife; even with a prophecy attached, a few hundred thousand would be enough to settle it.

But he didn't expect Tu Shan Xi to blurt out: "Two million."

Those around, upon hearing it, also sucked in a breath of cold air.

Nan Qi Xian sprang up from his wheelchair, "What did you say? Two million!"

Tu Shan Xi: "Exactly, two million—don't tell me your Nan family can't come up with it, don't lie to the kids."

Two million—even a skinny camel is bigger than a horse; they could definitely come up with it, and the opportunity was given to him back then, it's just his own inadequacy.

You should know, if one grasps the prophecy, the Nan family could reap hundreds or thousands of times two million.

But likewise, they wouldn't think that because he's incapable of understanding it, they should just lower the price.

These two million are buying heavenly secrets; whether he can hold onto them is his own affair.

Tu Shan Bai and Tu Shan Yao remained silent; Tu Shan Xi lost, so she takes responsibility for this debt.

Nan Qi Xian exploded, "Damn two million—just a knife with a blind cat hitting a dead rat prophecy, demanding two million from me? Where are your elders? Get them out here—I refuse this debt!"

As soon as he said that, thunder rumbled in the clear sky outside.

Nan Qi Xian only felt the thunder as if it exploded above his head, and he instinctively shrank his neck.

Tu Shan Xi clicked her tongue: "Let me say it again—we are the 284th generation of Sword Debt people; do you acknowledge this debt or not?"

The following words, his voice grew slightly heavier, lazy yet with a hint of solemnity.

Tu Shan Yao's little face scrunched up as she tilted her head, thinking.

Is she running into an old debtor on her first outing?

Well... that's fantastic!

Her big knife is already itching to move!

If only she'd known to let her older brother also throw rock, she throwing scissors, she could have won that deadbeat's debt!

She just thought about it, took a chocolate from her pocket, unwrapped it, and popped it in her mouth.

Jianghu rule: if the second brother can't, she's on top.

No worries, by convention her second brother definitely won't be able to.

As expected, Nan Qi Xian just sold his two properties today; although he still has some left, he truly doesn't want to fork over these two million.

So he defaulted on the debt.

He said, "Give you guys 100,000 yuan; although you said it accurately, I didn't profit—100,000 yuan buys a kitchen knife, you profit, don't be too greedy."

Upon hearing that, Tu Shan Xi smirked, "So you mean your Nan family refuses to acknowledge this debt? Answer me!"

Nan Qi Xian threw caution to the wind, "I didn't say I wouldn't acknowledge it—I said I'd give you 100,000!"

Tu Shan Xi snapped, "Fine—if the Sword Debt isn't repaid, you're practically asking for death!"

As his words fell, heavenly thunder rolled outside instantly.

At this moment inside the house, though the doors and windows were shut, gusts of wind overturned the furniture.

Originally standing there, Nan Qi Xian staggered and fell to the ground, looking at Tu Shan Xi with a face of terror.

Tu Shan Xi also stared at Nan Qi Xian, a cold glint flashing in her eyes.

But then a light cough was heard.

It was Tu Shan Bai reminding Tu Shan Xi.

Having received the signal, Tu Shan Xi seemed to recall something, immediately withdrew her qi, then turned to Tu Shan Yao: "Second brother's qi isn't enough—Yao Yao, help second brother, okay?"

Tu Shan Yao had been waiting, her eyes curved like crescent moons: "All right, second brother, Yao Yao guarantees to complete the task—you rest, I'll take over!"

Having said that, she turned to face Nan Qi Xian, her little face instantly changing.

She flipped her wrist, and a pink great knife appeared out of thin air.

This action scared the people inside the house into screaming.

It wasn't mainly the big knife, but that thing appearing out of thin air in the child's hand—it was utterly unbelievable, like something from a fantasy movie.

Tushan Yao's posture holding the big knife was the same as Tushan Jiu's.

However, Tushan Jiu is used to holding the knife with her right hand, while she is used to holding it with her left hand.

She moved her calves slowly, walking at a steady pace to the already-terrified Nan Qixian.

The knife tip touched the ground, making a crack sound.

She loosened her small hand, and the knife stood steadily there without falling.

With hands on her hips, the pink hanfu skirt swayed without wind, and her youthful little face was utterly solemn.

She slightly tilted her little head and said:

I am the 284th-generation Sword Debt person, Tushan Yao, and I ask you one last time: will you pay this debt or not?

Oh, by the way, my mom said, not paying the Sword Debt only has one outcome~

Nan Qixian glanced at the pink big knife out of the corner of his eye, subconsciously swallowing a mouthful of saliva, 'What, what, outcome......'

Tushan Yao curled the corner of her mouth, saying a single word:

Death!