บท 69: Actors

The banker shifted his eyes left and right, trying to see if there was a way out for him.

Lin Fan took a glance at Ho Ming.

He wanted to see what Ho Ming would do.

If he was that Ho Ming back in An Xiang village, the banker might get away with some sobbing and begging for his life.

To Lin Fan's relief, Ho Ming had grown.

Ho Ming drew one of his swords and put it next to the banker's neck.

"So, where are my contribution points?"

"I... eh... give me some time. I only have five hundred contribution points left with me," the banker, with his hands clasped together as if he was praying, pleaded for time.

"What about money? I could take that," Ho Ming said as he pressed his sword closer to the banker's neck.

"Ah, money. Yes, I have ten taels of silver to maybe cover for a hundred contribution points," the banker said, as he took out his wooden slab and some taels of silver.