"100,000 taels it is." Gongsun Yanli said, "I didn't bring that much silver, I'll send someone to deliver it to your residence later."
"I'm not afraid of Master Gongsun defaulting." Su Qingyue smiled faintly, "I already have some evidence of your patricide, and my Tianji Pavilion is no pushover. If you dare to default, my Tianji Pavilion has ways to chop off one of your legs. It will also ruin your reputation."
"Add another 200,000 taels, and it's as if the Master of the Tianji Pavilion found nothing."
"No problem. How your father died, how you seized the clan leader position of the Gongsun Family, your family's internal strife, none of that concerns me." 300,000 taels of silver was an absolute fortune, moreover, the so-called evidence in her hands was not enough to accuse Gongsun Yanli of patricide, it was just to scare him.
