"You wretched child." Xiao Bairen glared with his old eyes, almost too angry to speak. He had always felt that although his second son was not clever, he was honest. He never expected the son whom he disdained would one day force him like this.
Asking him to repay all his debts within three days, how could that be possible?
The Xiao Family had become wealthy starting from his generation, but their foundation was not deep. Although the family had produced an Empress Dowager and a Noble Consort, the rewards from the palace could not be turned into money. Moreover, the Empress Dowager's earlier visit to her family had cost quite a bit. Over the years, the debts owed to the National Treasury had mounted to a million taels. Although his subordinates contributed silver every year, the amount he spent on dealings was also considerable. How could he produce over a million taels of silver?
