Master Tu spoke calmly, but his words were sharp.
"Oh, turns out you're debt collectors!" Lin Mu understood a bit. But the interest rate was outrageously high—it doubled from ten thousand to twenty thousand in just a few days. These people were really running a high-interest operation; hell, they might as well be robbing a bank!
"Master Tu, you've got it wrong. The person who owes you is Fan Jian, and I, Liu Yemei, have already divorced him. If you don't believe me, I can show you the divorce certificate. Therefore, I don't take care of his affairs anymore. If he owes you money, you should go and find him yourself!"
The glamorous proprietress screamed, "Oh my!" immediately, frightened. It was just a coincidence. If Lin Mu had stood still, she might not have dared to actually chop down, since an ordinary citizen would never dare to perform such a mafioso-level act in public!
