Sir Song, do you want to pledge yourself to me?

"Sign the divorce book, otherwise..." Xiaoyaojian shook the sword in his hand and threatened casually, "This sword is quite heavy. Holding it for a long time will make your hand sore. If I accidentally shake it and hurt the noble body of the magistrate, don't blame me!"

Ye Tongpan was so frightened that his face turned pale. He could feel a slight chill on his neck, as if liquid was slowly flowing.

The opponent was so mysterious that he had no chance to resist.

"I... I will sign the divorce agreement, I will sign it! I just ask you to put the sword away quickly." When facing the threat of death, Ye Tongpan finally gritted his teeth and compromised.

Mrs. Ye breathed a sigh of relief, took the tray from her son, and placed it steadily on the ground in front of Ye Tongpan. Her eyes were firm and indifferent, and she didn't give Ye Tongpan any extra glances. It was obvious that she had made up her mind to divorce.

With trembling hands, Ye Tongpan picked up the pen and signed his name on the divorce agreement. With each stroke, regret and hatred grew within him. It wasn't regret for betraying his wife's unwavering devotion, but hatred that she had chosen to leave him at this crucial moment. Once the court began its reckoning, without her support, he would surely lose his hard-earned position.

Xiaoyaojian watched as Ye Tongpan signed the document, a cold smile curling her lips as she removed the sword from Ye Tongpan's neck. She squatted down, picked up the divorce agreement, and glanced at Ye Tongpan with disdain: "You're smart."

Madam Ye took the divorce letter from Xiaoyao Jian. A relieved smile appeared on her face, as if an invisible shackle had been removed, and her whole temperament became relaxed.

She said to Xiaoyao Jian calmly, "Qingqing, kick them out. I don't want anything here anymore, but I can't let them get away with it."

Xiaoyao Jian nodded, "Okay. I won't be Madam Ye anymore. I'll go back to Mengjiabao. My aunt is still the owner's younger sister, the eldest daughter of Mengjiabao." As she spoke, she effortlessly picked up Ye Tongpan and Aunt Liu, one in each hand, and strode out the door.

Like a dog being twisted into a wrench, Ye Tongpan struggled but felt as if all his strength had been drained from him. He could clearly hear Xiaoyao Jian addressing Madam Ye. Something in his heart stirred, and he quickly tried to plead, "I'm your uncle. Let go! Don't be disrespectful to an elder!"

Xiaoyao Jian didn't slow down his pace at all, instead he quickened his pace, mockingly saying, "What kind of uncle are you? You're a scumbag who lives off your wife, and you dare to claim to be related to me? What a joke!"

She heard the word "scumbag" from Ji Nuan, and she felt that it was particularly suitable for Ye Tongpan.

Ye Tongpan felt really uncomfortable, not only physically, but also mentally.

Being held in the hands of a young girl, if someone saw it, what prestige would he have in the future?

Seeing that soft tactics weren't working, he began to use his official position to pressure them: "Your Meng Family Fort only has some status in the Dongzhou martial arts world. This is Kaiyun Prefecture, not a place where you can run wild. Aren't you afraid of being sued for disrespecting a sixth-rank judge?"

Xiaoyao Jian sneered disdainfully: "Sixth-rank Tongpan? Humph, you dare to act arrogantly in front of me? Without the support of the Meng family, you are nothing!" After that, she walked to the gate and threw Ye Tongpan and Aunt Liu out without mercy.

The two men fell heavily to the ground with a "bang" sound, and as luck would have it, they fell right in front of Jun Xianlan.

Mo Cong thought it was a sneak attack with a hidden weapon, so he reacted quickly and pulled Jun Xianlan over to block in front of him.

Xiaoyao Jian looked at this scene and the corners of his mouth twitched twice.

She ignored Ye Tongpan's cries of pain as he lay on the ground, and gave Jun Xianlan an awkward smile. "Master, we meet again. I hope you are well!"

Jun Xianlan realized it was a misunderstanding, so she pushed Mo Cong away and asked with a smile, "Are you being chivalrous, lady?"

Xiaoyao Jian crossed his arms over his chest and raised an eyebrow: "Don't you think so?"

Jun Xianlan smiled without comment.

The smile was like a spring breeze, dazzling Xiaoyao Jian's eyes.

She couldn't help but sigh and curse softly: "It's a disaster for the country and the people!"

Mo Cong has deep internal strength and sharp five senses, so he can hear everything clearly.

Looking at the young man's appearance again, he truly deserves these four words.

Xiaoyao Sword focused his mind.

Male beauty can only lead to slower sword-drawing speed.

She turned to business again, "Young Master Jun, do you want to buy a house? What do you think of the Tongpan Mansion? Just give me some silver and it's yours."

Jun Xianlan was surprised by how quickly she changed the subject, "You have the final say?"

"Of course!"

As he spoke, Xiaoyao Jian swung his sword back, and the plaque on the gate tower shattered, with debris falling to the ground.

Mo Cong's pupils suddenly shrank. This is a top master!

He silently took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket and placed them in Jun Xianlan's hand that was open to him.

Jun Xianlan handed it to Xiaoyao Jian without even looking at it, without showing any businessman's shrewdness.

Xiaoyao Jian took the house deed from Mrs. Ye who was chasing after him and exchanged it with him. The whole process was smooth and there was no sense of forced buying or selling.

"The house and all its contents are yours now. We will leave immediately."

Xiaoyao Jian smiled and left without any regrets with Madam Ye, her mother and her son.

"Madam..." Judge Ye slumped on the ground, watching their backs gradually walking away.

Let’s talk about the other end.

As the flower-viewing banquet drew to a close, Shen Mingzhu excused herself to go to the bathroom but never returned. Madam Qi, suspicious, was about to send for help, but Cui'er, Shen Mingzhu's maid, returned alone, claiming she was unwell and had already returned home. Madam Qi, though suspicious, didn't delve into the matter further given the circumstances.

After returning to the Qi Mansion, Mrs. Qi was still uneasy, so she did not go back to her own courtyard directly, but went to Shen Mingzhu's residence to check. However, as she worried, Shen Mingzhu did not come back.

Mrs. Qi, thinking of Shen Mingzhu's obsession with Song Jinbai, worried she might cause irreparable harm. Since this matter concerned the Song residence, Mrs. Qi couldn't afford to be careless, so she hurried back with her men. After meeting with Shen Songhe, she explained the whole story without reservation and shared her suspicions.

Shen Songhe quickly ordered people to ask the guards at the front, back and side doors, and the answer they got was that they did not see Shen Mingzhu leave.

Her suspicions were confirmed. Madam Qi's face was filled with shame as she apologized to Shen Songhe, "Madam, it's all my fault for not teaching her well. Mingzhu is stubborn and refuses to change her ways. If she has truly committed a serious mistake, I will not plead for her and will allow you to punish her."

Shen Songhe looked at Madam Qi, feeling a mixture of emotions. She now understood the reason behind Madam Qi's frequent invitations. It would be a lie to say she hadn't responded, but at this moment, she couldn't care less.

"It's still early. Let's find her before the prince leaves duty." Shen Songhe's attitude towards Madam Qi became much calmer. She sent someone to the government office to inform Song Jinbai not to return for the time being, lest Shen Mingzhu's whereabouts be delayed and cause outsiders to speculate wildly.

- ??(?????)Thank you Xuanying Baoer for your love!