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Chapter 867 The Substitute Bride (29)

Xiong Bufan had no respect for the elderly or the young. He stretched out his foot and kicked Wang Tianbao in the leg, saying, "Anyone who dares to lay a hand on me is dead."

Breaking one leg wasn't the end of it; Xiong Bufan then kicked Wang Tianbao's other leg.

Wang Tianbao let out a huge howl, which annoyed Xiong Bufan, so he reached out and covered his mouth.

Xiong Bufan didn't wear a mask when he came to rob Wang Hong, but Wang Hong still couldn't remember who Xiong Bufan was.

At that moment, all he could see was his son. "Thief, let go of my son!"

"Whatever you want, I'll give it to you."

Xiong Bufan had been waiting for these words. He smiled slightly and said, "Give me back all the dowry you stole from Madam Wang, you shameless slut who keeps a mistress."

Upon hearing this, Wang Hong knew that his scheme had been exposed. He stubbornly retorted, "I don't understand what you're saying. We are an honest family; we would never steal someone's dowry."

"You're stubborn as a mule." With that, Xiong Bufan grabbed Wang Tianbao and kept slamming him against Wang Hong.

Wang Tianbao dared not move. His thoughts, still reeling from the blow, began to wander. He wondered if passively hitting his own father was considered a grave offense.

Unable to dodge, Wang Hong could only grunt as he was hit, crying out, "Don't hit me, don't hit me!"

"Give me money if you won't let me do it. Do you think I'd want to do it?" Despite saying that, Xiong Bufan never stopped what he was doing.

Wang Tianbao: "If there's anything wrong, charge! I'll handle it. Don't hit my dad."

"Are you going to pay me or not? Otherwise, I'll make sure you keep me company in my coffin."

Wang Hong's face was covered in blood, and Wang Tianbao wasn't much better off. Wang Tianbao couldn't take it anymore and said, "Dad, give it to her."

"I'll give it to you, but you have to release my son first, or you won't get a single penny."

Upon hearing that there was money involved, Xiong Bufan immediately released Wang Tianbao, who was then sent flying, landing squarely on the approaching beautiful woman.

"Son, are you alright? Are you alright?"

Wang Hong breathed a sigh of relief when no one came at him with a human whip, but soon Xiong Bufan lifted him up, yelling, "Give me the money now, or I'll kill you."

"Yes."

Xiong Bufan looked at Wang Hong; she actually had no intention of letting this man go.

Wang Hong: "The money is in the money exchange; you have to come with me."

Wang Hong had naturally come up with a plan to deal with the fact that Wang Hong dared to steal his wife's dowry.

He deposited most of his silver in money shops, paying them a certain amount each year so they wouldn't sell him.

But no one expected that he would encounter a scoundrel like Xiong Bufan, who disregarded the law and had no manners whatsoever.

Xiong Bufan: "I was planning to go with you anyway. If you dare to lie to me, I'll show you what death means."

"No, no."

After receiving her son, the beautiful woman didn't go any further. She just quietly hugged her child and occasionally tried to take him away, fearing that Xiong Bufan might get upset and use Wang Tianbao as a whip again.

Guided by Wang Hong, Xiong Bufan arrived at the money exchange, which looked like a very ordinary house.

Wang Hong pulled back the cloth covering her face and shouted to those around him, "Grab her!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of burly men rushed out from the surrounding area, each carrying a stick.

In the capital, knives were regulated, and the servants of many wealthy families used large sticks and never used broadswords.

Xiong Bufan cautiously looked around, then grabbed Wang Hong and started throwing him around. Only a fool wouldn't use the weapon at hand.

Wang Hong was only thinking about protecting his money and forgot that he was still in Xiong Bufan's hands. Now he was really suffering. He was beaten so badly that he could only scream in pain, "Help! Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me! Help me!"

Xiong Bufan: "Tell them to stop and give me all the money!"

Wang Hong: "Stop! Everyone stop!"

Upon hearing this, the guards at the money exchange gradually stopped, but they all watched Xiong Bufan and Wang Hong cautiously.

Xiong Bufan: "Hand over all of Wang Hong's money, or I won't let him off the hook."

The matter of withdrawing money was not under the guards' jurisdiction, so at this point they could only keep Xiong Bufan in place.

Xiong Bufan was there to collect money, not to be a wooden puppet. He grabbed Wang Hong and swaggered into the money exchange.

The manager of the money shop, seeing Wang Hong's condition, wanted to help him several times, but was threatened back by Xiong Bufan each time.

To be honest, if robbing a money exchange wasn't so bad, Xiong Bufan would have liked to rob it too, to decorate his own little treasure trove.

Wang Hong did indeed have a lot of things stored in the money shop. Among them were not only the dowry that Madam Wang had prepared for Wang Yuhuan, but also a lot of gold and silver jewelry. Wang Hong was not as poor as he appeared.

Almost everything in the money shop went to Xiong Bufan, and Wang Hong gritted his teeth so hard they almost broke, but he could only swallow it down.

Wang Hong: "Who exactly sent you?"

Not satisfied with robbing the silver Wang Hong had left at the bank, Xiong Bufan casually asked, "Do you have any more silver?"

You need to understand, money is something you can't take with you when you're born, and you can't take with you when you die. Instead of leaving it to your son, you should give it all to your father. Maybe I'll take pity on you and spare your life.

Wang Hong snorted coldly. While his own survival was important, his child's future was even more important. He couldn't let the Wang family bloodline end with him.

Seeing that he wouldn't give it to him, Xiong Bufan didn't dwell on it. Instead, he slowly started talking to him, saying, "If you don't give me the money, I'll keep bothering your son, harassing his marriage, affecting his imperial examinations, and making him ashamed to bear the surname Wang in the end."

Hearing Xiong Bufan speak, a chill ran from her heels to her head. "Stop, stop talking. I'll give you the money, okay?"

Xiong Bufan patted Wang Hong's face, "It would have been better if you had done this earlier. Hurry up and take me to the next money exchange."

Wang Hong was still being held by Xiong Bufan when he was slapped and started swaying around.

Not long after Xiong Bufan left, the beautiful woman carried her son on her back to find a doctor. She couldn't let her child be disabled for the rest of his life.

Wang Tianbao had studied Confucian classics since childhood, and he despised men who stole their wives' dowries to support mistresses. However, his father did exactly that, which put him in a very contradictory state.

"Mother, did Father really take someone else's dowry?"

The beautiful woman, who was still wiping away tears, paused upon hearing this and then said, "Your father had no choice."

Upon hearing this, Wang Tianbao closed his eyes and let the old doctor bandage his legs. He felt that being beaten today was retribution; otherwise, why would that person only beat his family and not others?

The beautiful woman grabbed Wang Tianbao's arm, hoping it would give him courage.

Guided by Wang Hong, Xiong Bufan arrived at a thatched hut. It was located at the entrance of a village, a place rarely visited by people, and was guarded by a simpleton.

Xiong Bufan suspected he had been tricked and slapped Wang Hong on the head.