Madam Han's heart had completely sunk, her face full of bitter despair, as if she were mourning her ancestors.
"Mr. Sleeping Dragon, as you have seen, our Han Family has only this meager legacy. If you truly wish for us to repay the debt, we would indeed have no choice but to sell off all we own."
Madam Han was acutely aware that with Mr. Sleeping Dragon's influence, if he wanted to settle accounts, the Han Family could not escape, so she made a piteous plea upfront, hoping he would show mercy.
However, Mr. Sleeping Dragon scoffed coldly, disdainfully saying, "Rest assured, your Han Family's little legacy is hardly worth a glance from me!"
Being the preeminent Earth Master in the land, and esteemed guest of the Northern Family, wealth had long lost any significance to him.
Hearing Mr. Sleeping Dragon's words, Madam Han finally breathed a sigh of relief.
In her view, as long as they did not have to pay money, everything could still be negotiated.