He hit the nail on the head.
You can't blame him for being treacherous, because what he said was true. Feng Chongli solved his debt problem and could avoid fighting for He Jiaqing; he could leave at any time now. If it were someone like Zhang Gunli, they would indeed do such a thing.
But Feng Chongli was different: "I conduct legitimate business, I'm not like you moneylenders. In business, I value integrity. Old Zhang, lend me your manpower so I can repay the kindness to Young Master Wu!"
Feng Chongli flicked the beads on his abacus, and with the crackling sound, Zhang Gunli's flesh exploded layer after layer.
Business Cultivation Technique, a complete accounting.
As Feng Chongli calculated, Zhang Gunli suffered blows; the faster he calculated, the harsher the blows.
Seeing his bloodied body, Zhang Gunli remained calm, and dozens of silver yuan flew up beside him, rushing towards Feng Chongli.
