"Isn't that kid Nie Yan home?" A low, raspy voice entered Nie Yan's ears.

Nie Yan frowned in disgust. It was his maternal uncle! One of the people he disliked the most. In his previous life, Nie Yan's parents had borrowed at least five or six hundred thousand from relatives and friends, and his uncle was the most stingy, only lending them a little over fifty thousand. Later, when Nie Yan's father's career became successful, they took advantage of the favor and forcibly took nearly 20% of the company's shares, turning Nie Yan's father's company into a family business. They took the money but did nothing, embezzling a lot of money from the company. Fortunately, Nie Yan's father was always strict, so the situation didn't worsen. Later, when the company entered *Faith* and suffered a crushing defeat, there was a financial crisis. Originally, his father only needed to sell about 30% of the shares to save the company from being acquired, but they turned against him and sided with Cao Xu, which caused his father to lose control of the company. After that, he was always depressed, and later had to withdraw from the company's management.

Reborn, Nie Yan's hatred for Cao Xu, although still there, had weakened a lot. This world was a jungle, and without the power to protect oneself, even if Cao Xu didn't come, other sharks would come to swallow his father's company. What angered Nie Yan the most was the betrayal of these relatives and friends!

To be backstabbed by close people was more heartbreaking to his father than anything else.

*Bang, bang, bang,* the people outside went from knocking to pounding on the door. From the tight, heavy pounding, one could feel the anger in the pounder's heart.

Nie Yan walked over and opened the door. Five familiar faces came into view.

"Oh, Uncle, Aunt, Aunt, Second Aunt, you're all here. Uncle Lin, you're here too?" Nie Yan's gaze swept over his uncle, aunt, aunt, and second aunt, his eyes contemptuous. When he finally landed on a middle-aged man, there was a hint of respect. Nie Yan could roughly guess what these people were here for. Many relatives and friends had lent Nie Yan's family a lot of money, and they must be here to collect debts. It wasn't strange that the first four came to collect debts, but Nie Yan was puzzled that Uncle Lin would come.

Lin Ya was Nie Yan's father's comrade-in-arms, one of the few people who didn't abandon them when Nie Yan's family fell into decline. He wasn't among those who betrayed Nie Yan's father. In Nie Yan's memory, Uncle Lin was a man who didn't talk much but was very sentimental. He had taken a bullet for his father when he joined the army, and the wound was still there, leaving him a third-degree disability. Nie Yan's family owed his family a lifetime of gratitude.

Then he realized, Uncle Lin had lent Nie Yan's father a full 160,000, and now his family was practically destitute.

Nie Yan found it hard to imagine what kind of promises his father had given his uncle and the others to get them to lend him money. Wasn't it a gamble? If Nie Yan's father succeeded, they could get a lot of rewards, but if Nie Yan's father failed, they would lose everything.

Lin Ya avoided eye contact and looked at Nie Yan apologetically: "Xiao Yan, I was dragged here by them."

Nie Yan was quite perceptive. With Uncle Lin's family situation, lending 160,000 to Nie Yan's father must have made things difficult. He couldn't resist the persuasion of his uncle and the others, so he came. Nie Yan didn't blame him in his heart.

Seeing that Nie Yan was home, his uncle and the others were obviously relieved.

Nie Yan looked at their expressions with a teasing smile: "Uncle, Aunt, Aunt, Second Aunt, you weren't afraid I'd run away, were you?"

"Who knows? We lent your parents so much money. If you all ran away, where would we go to get our money back?" His aunt said in a sharp, mean tone. Her croaking voice was already unpleasant, and now it was even more grating.

They all crowded into Nie Yan's house.

"If I wanted to run, I would have run a long time ago," Nie Yan sneered.

"Why are you talking like that? Let your parents talk to us on the phone," his uncle, Luo Ming, said, acting like an elder.

"My parents are very busy right now, they don't have time. If there's nothing else, go back," Nie Yan turned to look at Lin Ya and said, "Uncle Lin, I'll pay back the money my family owes as soon as possible. I know Uncle Lin's family is having a hard time right now. I'm sorry for causing you so much trouble."

Lin Ya quickly waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's not a big deal. Even if I don't have any money, I can borrow some from Lao Liu. Your father and I are brothers in arms, even if your father can't pay back the money, we won't ask you, a child, to pay it back."

Hearing Lin Ya's sincere words, Nie Yan was truly moved. Sometimes, true blood relations were not as close as outsiders.

His uncle and the others were a stark contrast to Uncle Lin.

"My family will definitely pay back the money we owe. How long has it been since my parents left? Isn't it a bit too much to be pressing for debts?" Nie Yan looked coldly at his uncle and the others.

"When did it become your turn to talk here? Call your parents and let them talk to us," his uncle slapped Nie Yan's forehead. His uncle had a bad temper and often beat and scolded Nie Yan. Nie Yan was very afraid of him when he was young, but now, he no longer feared his uncle.

*Pa*, Nie Yan reached out and grabbed his uncle's arm, staring coldly into his uncle's eyes, and said, "I said my parents are busy, you're not welcome here, you should leave."

"Boy, when did it become your turn to speak?" His uncle still wanted to rely on his status to beat and scold Nie Yan, but found that Nie Yan's hand was like an iron hoop, firmly clamping his hand, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free. He was shocked. When did Nie Yan's strength become so great?

He then realized that Nie Yan was much taller and stronger than before, already almost one meter seventy-five, no longer the thin child he used to be.

He found that Nie Yan's strength was getting heavier and heavier, causing him to sweat cold. His face flushed, but he was unwilling to lose face.

"Husband, what's wrong? Nie Yan, let go quickly, he's your uncle, you have no respect for elders!" His aunt finally saw what was happening and screamed.

"How much interest did my parents promise you?" Nie Yan ignored her, his eyes sweeping over his second aunt, aunt, and aunt, before releasing his uncle's hand.

Luo Ming finally took a breath and kept rubbing his arm.

"Ten percent interest a month!" His aunt was like a chicken on steroids, her face almost twisted out of shape.

Ten percent interest a month, that meant 10% had to be paid back every month, and it was compounded. This was no different from usury.

When it came to money, these relatives revealed their ugly faces one by one.

"Lao Liu and I didn't want any interest..." Lin Ya explained to Nie Yan, unintentionally seeing Luo Ming's arm, as if he had seen something incredible. The place on Luo Ming's arm where Nie Yan had grabbed it had a purplish-blue mark. He knew Luo Ming's strength quite well. Although he wasn't a martial artist, he exercised regularly and was considered strong among ordinary people. Nie Yan, a child, had actually grabbed Luo Ming so he couldn't move. How much strength did that take!

"Uncle Lin, the money will be paid back soon, don't worry. As for Uncle, Aunt, Aunt, Second Aunt, not a penny will be missing, even if my parents can't pay it back, I will." Nie Yan looked at these snobbish relatives, his tone gradually turning cold.

He wouldn't let his father let his uncle and the others get shares in the company like in his previous life. He would make these snobbish people live in regret forever, let them be poor and downcast, so these people wouldn't have the strength to bite you back.

Towards these people, Nie Yan's heart was much colder than in his previous life.