"Now that your humble nephew owns nothing of value, instead of letting that despicable scoundrel profit, it's better to mortgage the mansion to you, Uncle Li, as a gift of thanks to that senior. Uncle Li, being the kind and generous elder you are, naturally cannot tolerate the vile behavior of my uncle's family."
Yi Chen was incredibly smooth and natural at spinning lies; he immediately spoke with sincere earnestness.
Invoking a fabricated father's good friend was nothing more than a ploy to add some leverage to his position, to make the person before him hesitate to act against him.
Li Landlord's face unexpectedly showed a hint of temptation upon hearing this.
After pondering for a moment, his chubby face then broke into a signature, Buddha-like smile.
"Nephew, you haven't discussed this matter with a second person, have you?"
"Of course not."
