The man took out his phone and pulled up Eldest Brother's number.
He stared blankly at the number for a while, then clenched his back teeth and tapped it.
"Brr... brr..."
The call connected.
"Hello, Asong. Are you calling to give me the property deed?"
A steady male voice came through the phone.
The man who'd been addressed shuddered, his face turning grim.
He used to think Eldest Brother was a benefactor and a friend.
Especially when Eldest Brother had lent him money a second time without asking for anything in return. He'd even thought of him as a savior.
But now, all he could think was that he was a demon.
"Why aren't you saying anything?"
A faint hint of amusement came through in Eldest Brother's voice. "Weren't you the one who called me?"
That was right. He'd already made up his mind.
So why was he backing down now that the moment had come?
The man berated himself fiercely.
He took a deep breath. "Eldest Brother, I—"
His voice cut off abruptly.
Because someone had taken his phone.
He stared at Xiao Xiao, who was chatting with Eldest Brother as casually as you please, dumbfounded. He had no idea what was going on.
"Hello."
"I'm Mu Tan Song's neighbor."
"I'd like to meet with you and learn more about Mu Tan Song's debt. Would that be possible?"
"Of course."
Eldest Brother agreed readily.
He'd encountered situations like this before.
Though he carefully chose his targets, ensuring none of them had any connections worth worrying about,
it was possible that one or two might have a loyal friend.
Someone who'd come to argue with him on their behalf.
But every time, they'd left disappointed.
This time would be no different.
Everything he did was airtight.