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Time flies like an arrow, and in just two days, events unfolded exactly as Jin Shuai had predicted. Just as he had anticipated, the Hebrew elder ultimately entrusted the Imperial Guards to deliver the message to Bao Zheng. Bao Zheng responded swiftly, handing over the somewhat moldy, stale grain to them.

When the Hebrew elders and others happily accepted the grain, their faces instantly turned ashen. This so-called "grain" not only reeked of mold but also looked nauseating. However, faced with this situation, they couldn't directly question Bao Zheng, because the grain had been transferred to them through the Imperial Guards, and they had even signed and sealed the receipt documents.

Even if they wanted to hold someone accountable, they had nowhere to turn. After all, without a face-to-face handover, they had no one to shirk responsibility from. Now, the food shortage in their neighborhood had reached an urgent point; any further delay would have unimaginable consequences. Left with no other choice, they could only swallow their bitterness and bear the humiliation.

However, this moldy grain was completely inedible! Eating it would likely cause death. After an urgent discussion, the elders realized they had no choice but to submit to Commander Jin. So, they went to the Imperial Guards again, gave them some silver, and pleaded with them to pass a message to Lord Zhiyong, hoping to arrange a meeting with Commander Jin.

Upon learning the news at his residence, Jin Shuai summoned Di Pojun to go with him to the same restaurant as before. Once inside the private room, Jin Shuai and Di Pojun sat at the head of the table, awaiting their arrival.

Before long, the Imperial Guard led three Hebrew elders into the room. After the three settled in, Commander Jin leisurely picked up his teacup, took a sip of the fragrant tea, and then slowly put it down, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the table, making a crisp sound.

"I'm here. Speak plainly!" Jin Shuai said expressionlessly, his voice cold and devoid of any warmth.

Seeing this, one of the elders quickly spoke up: "My lord, we are willing to pay three times... no, five times the market price to buy some grain."

However, Jin Shuai ignored his words, his face remaining ashen, and he only managed to squeeze out two words through gritted teeth: "Not for sale."

The elder clearly hadn't expected Jin Shuai to be so resolute. After a slight hesitation, he raised the price again, saying, "Then we'll offer ten times the price!"

Jin Shuai raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a mocking smile, and said the same thing again: "Not for sale."

Seeing that Jin Shuai was so unyielding, another elder became anxious and quickly said, "Your Excellency, please name your price!"

Jin Shuai sneered, waved his hand sharply, and said sternly, "No need for further words! You are all sensible people, you naturally know what I want. If you keep arguing, don't blame me for being impolite. You only have one chance, so you'd better do what you want!"

Seeing Jin Shuai's firm stance, the leading elder sighed helplessly and said, "Alas! Fine, fine, we are willing to hand over all our property, just to leave this place safely."

"I will collect your property on behalf of the government in about ten days!" Jin Shuai sneered, as if everything was under his control.

His words were like a chilling wind, sending shivers down one's spine. Jin Shuai's implication was crystal clear: your money would not end up in his pocket, but would be confiscated.

"My lord, are we really going to fight to the death?" The leading elder asked, his face showing difficulty and his voice trembling slightly.

"Oh, I'd like to see for myself. Anyway, I'm not one of the fish in your net." Jin Shuai's lips curled up slightly, revealing a mocking smile, seemingly unconcerned about the so-called "fish die, net breaks" scenario.

The leading elder's heart tightened; he knew their scheme had been completely exposed. The reason Jin Shuai hadn't acted yet was simply because he didn't have conclusive evidence. This lord was simply a prodigy, his intelligence unparalleled!

Their Hebrew family had spent hundreds of years and generations planning and scheming, and it seemed that everything was about to go down the drain. He even felt that they might not be able to leave the Song Dynasty safely. However, he was still unwilling to give up so easily, so he braced himself and said, "My lord, we are willing to hand over all our property and follow your lead from now on. We only ask that you take us in."

Upon hearing this, Jin Shuai's mocking expression deepened. He gave a sarcastic laugh and slowly said, "Don't make a last-ditch effort. My patience is limited. It's almost Chinese New Year, and I won't be handling official business during my leave." In his heart, however, he thought, "Are you guys out of your minds? Do you think I'd keep these old sly devils around?"

"Then, Your Excellency, could you grant us a few days to discuss this?" the leading elder said with a troubled expression, his voice tinged with pleading.

Jin Shuai's lips curled up slightly, revealing a smile, and he slowly said, "A few days isn't enough! I'll give you ten days." His tone was relaxed, as if he didn't care about the matter.

"Then, Your Excellency, do you think it would be possible to sell some grain to..." The leading elder hurriedly interjected, hoping to obtain some grain from General Jin to alleviate the hunger of the tribesmen.

Jin Shuai suddenly let out a cold laugh, interrupting the leading elder: "Hunger is what keeps you thinking. Heh, go back and think about it slowly. I'm not in a hurry. Goodbye." His words were full of sarcasm and disdain.

Jin Shuai secretly despised these people, thinking, "Are you still playing delaying tactics with me, waiting for someone to come and rescue you? There are too many eyes watching now. Anyone who speaks for the foreign tribe will die. The Prince of Yan would love for you all to die!"

The three elders exchanged glances, none of them speaking. They all knew that in ten days, the more than five thousand people in their neighborhood would starve to death. After a moment of silence, the leading elder finally sighed helplessly and said, "My lord, at this point, we have no choice but to admit defeat. We are willing to hand over the list and evidence of the officials who were bribed, as well as the information about this rumor. The Prince of Yan was indeed the mastermind, and we only contributed some money. However, we have no evidence to prove this, so we can only write you a confession. Furthermore, we are willing to hand over all our property, just asking that you, my lord, grant us a way to live."

Upon hearing the elder's words, Jin Shuai smiled, but the smile sent a chill down one's spine. He slowly said, "Ah! If you had admitted defeat earlier, you wouldn't be in this awkward situation now, hehe." However, before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly turned cold, and he continued, "You have three days to hand over fifty people who offered bribes. I will give you enough food and send you out to sea, but you will never be allowed to set foot on the territory of the Great Song Dynasty again."

The elder in charge looked extremely grim upon hearing Jin Shuai's words. He hesitated for a moment, then forced himself to speak, "My lord, this... this means handing over so many people? Could you perhaps..." Before he could finish, Jin Shuai interrupted him.

"Hmph...you're dreaming!" Jin Shuai sneered, "Not a single one can be missing, and don't even think about pushing some Tom, Dick, or Harry out to take the fall. The government isn't stupid. Although I don't have conclusive evidence of your human trafficking, that doesn't mean you haven't done it."

The leading elder looked distressed and sighed helplessly, "Well, then, could you give us some food first? Many people are already on the verge of collapse."

Jin Shuai remained unmoved and coldly replied, "Hand over the people today, and you'll have food today. Show them out!" With that, he casually waved his hand, indicating that the other party could leave.

The three elders clearly wanted to argue further, but the imperial guards inside the room had already begun to rudely drive them away. Faced with such a firm stance, the three had no choice but to turn and leave helplessly.

After they left, Di Pojun immediately gave Jin Shuai a thumbs up and praised him, "Xi-ge, you're really amazing! But do you think they'll really hand over the person today?"

Jin Shuai raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a confident smile, and explained, "Those people were actually prepared a long time ago, but they never expected that I would ask them to hand over so many people."

Di Pojun was still indignant, gritting his teeth as he said, "Even if they hand over the people, are we just going to let them go so easily? I really want to chop all these guys up!"

"Hehe, it's no fun cutting them all down. We have to squeeze every last bit of value out of them, hahaha." Jin Shuai's lips curled into a mocking smile, as if he could already see the miserable state of those people being manipulated by him.

Seeing this, Di Pojun became very interested in Jin Shuai's idea and quickly asked, "Tell me quickly, what exactly do you want to do to them?"

Jin Shuai smiled mysteriously, keeping everyone in suspense: "I can't tell you now. I'll tell you after they've all finished the handover. By the way, Lao Bao, we made a fortune this time! Tell me, how much exactly?"