The cannon fodder heiress trembled with fear after being recognized as a member of her family.

"We've heard that you got a hundred taels of silver from that stranger surnamed Han. Pay back your debts, hand over the silver notes now!"

"Dream on!" Widow Gao's voice was clearly angry. "I only borrowed ten taels of silver, and it's only been less than two months. How could it have ballooned to a hundred taels?"

Han Cuiyin came out from around the corner and saw that the tall and strong widow Gao was blocking the gate, preventing these people from entering.

Behind her, three teenagers trembled, and a little girl of three or four years old lay on a stroller, her face pale.

Judging from this, Widow Gao was about to go out as soon as she returned, but unfortunately she was blocked by these burly men who came because of the smell of blood.

"If you don't pay back in a month, it will be rolled over tenfold. You've already signed and sealed that agreement."

A man who appeared to be a minor leader took out a contract. "Look closely, it's written in black and white, very clearly."

Widow Gao didn't believe it, but when she saw the contents, she was horrified. "You've cheated! If it weren't for my husband, how could you have the chance to act so arrogantly here! You..."

"Mentioning someone who's already buried is bad luck. Quickly, hand over the silver notes!"

"A bunch of grown men bullying an orphan and a widow, they're really something!"

Han Cuiyin didn't want to waste any more time, so she simply showed herself, and the contract ended up in her hands without anyone noticing.

"So this 'ten' is fake! It's obviously been repaired and can only be used to fool ignorant women."

Han Cuiyin saw through their scheme at a glance, and the contract turned to ashes in her hand.

In the blink of an eye, those people's support was gone.

She had overheard many such methods in her past life through eavesdropping, and they were all low-level tricks.

People like them have all sorts of ways to extract money from their victims, and the debt won't be absolved even after the victim dies.

Being targeted by these people is like being bitten by bloodsuckers; they won't let go.

Widow Gao's lips moved slightly; she had already recognized the girl who had made the move.

Seeing that the group was about to surround Han Cuiyin, she quickly spoke up:

"Stop! Let this girl go, and I can give you money, but only half. Otherwise, I'll take you to the authorities, and you won't get away with it."

A corner of a silver note peeked out from the widow's hand. "Don't think you can do whatever you want just because your own sister has become the twelfth concubine of the prefect. Tomorrow is the gathering; many powerful families in the capital will send people over. You—"

"Get out! Don't let me see you again!" Han Cuiyin didn't want to waste any more words with them and took action directly.

The men's arms hung limply at their sides, and cries of pain filled the alley.

Even so, no one from the other households dared to come out, and their doors remained tightly shut.

The dozen or so men scrambled to their feet, trembling with fear, and their leader cursed loudly:

"You just wait! I'll have my brother-in-law deal with you!"

This man's younger sister had just entered the household and was at the height of her favor.

There's no need for the prefect to lift a finger; plenty of people will fawn over him.

Widow Gao's lips turned slightly pale, and she ultimately said nothing.

Han Cuiyin had sharp ears and heard noises coming from other courtyards. She gently nudged the widow and said, "Let's go inside and talk."

"Young lady, my little girl is still ill. Could you please let me fetch a doctor for her?"

Widow Gao couldn't quite figure out the temperament of the dark-skinned girl in front of her.

This person is clearly so capable, yet she was made to carry him to the Youkelai Inn, allowing her to earn this reward money for no reason.

She couldn't fathom what was going on in his mind.

Even if a girl from a wealthy family is not particularly beautiful, her mind is far beyond the comprehension of ordinary people like us.

If those people go back this time, they'll only be more aggressive next time they come.

Widow Gao sighed. At worst, the whole family could hide in the mountains and save their lives.

"Wait! Take her inside. I can treat her without leaving any lasting effects."

Han Cuiyin has honed her skills in the world of immortality, and understanding people's hearts is second nature to her.

She had already guessed some of the widow Gao's worries.

This woman has a good character and is to her liking; she has already considered taking her in and keeping her around.

At this point, he managed to stay calm and let her leave quickly, clearly not wanting to implicate her.

A smile appeared on Han Cuiyin's face, and the widow Gao's children all backed away, some of them on the verge of tears.

"Don't be afraid, the girl is a good person. If the girl hadn't been willing, I wouldn't have been able to get this hundred taels of silver back."

Widow Gao quickly offered her comfort.

Han Cuiyin gave an awkward smile, "Don't cry, I'm a good person! I was the one who drove those bad guys away."

She didn't want it to be like this either.

If she hadn't exhausted her spiritual power and accumulated almost no merit in Changji Village and Pinglian River, her face would have recovered in another two months.

Ping Lianjiang's brief recovery had aftereffects, revealing the extent of her physical condition.

Even if a pale face looks good, she can only grit her teeth and continue basking in the scorching sun. Without Riyan, she is in danger.

Given the current situation, even if Han Zhen had any ideas about a marriage alliance, he would probably have to give up on them.

For now, this black face can reduce a lot of trouble.

Widow Gao carefully laid her youngest daughter down. "The girl is delicate. If she catches a cold... I'd better go and call a doctor."

"She's not sick, she's evil!"

Han Cuiyin's words made Widow Gao stop in her tracks.

"What do you mean, girl?"

“An old man with white hair stayed by her side the whole time, and no amount of medicine could help her.”

Han Cuiyin pointed to a spot next to the girl, where the old man was still making an ugly face to scare her.

"You shameless old man, what are you doing following my Lingling around!"

Widow Gao reached out to strike, but missed.

This usually strong woman shed tears for the first time since her husband left.

This old man was a member of the Wang family from the front alley; he died in the bed of another widow at the end of the alley.

The Wang family hurriedly prepared his body for burial and moved away, unable to bear the shame, as their children and grandchildren would be unable to hold their heads high.

If it weren't for the fact that Widow Gao had learned some self-defense skills from her husband, no one would dare to provoke her easily.

Unexpectedly, this old lecher was following Lingling around.

Seeing that she couldn't drive the old man away, Widow Gao quickly knelt down before Han Cuiyin, pleading, "Please help me, young lady. I will grant you whatever you ask."

"Would you be willing to sell yourself into slavery and serve me?"

"I wish! Could my children be free?"

After learning Han Cuiyin's purpose, Widow Gao breathed a sigh of relief.

"Can!"

With a flick of her hand, Han Cuiyin annihilated the old man, giving him no chance to reincarnate.

She had been involved in karmic retribution in Changji Village, and everyone who was affected was helped to be reborn in a better realm by her.

The old man had committed many evils in his life, and now he was still bothering the little girl after his death, which had crossed her bottom line, so naturally she wouldn't give him a chance.

The little girl, called Lingling, relaxed her brow and stopped crying out in pain.

Seeing that her efforts were effective, Widow Gao became more sincere. "Miss, I'm being watched by those people, which might cause you trouble. Why don't we leave immediately? It would be best to tell Steward Han that we can still leave now."

"Don't be afraid! Tomorrow morning, you'll stay by the guest's place and cry out that you saved me, which attracted thieves who want to sell me into slavery. As for your children, find a reliable relative to take them to the capital..."

After Han Cuiyin finished explaining, she gave her another silver ingot. "Find a place to stay now, take a few changes of clothes, and don't take anything else. You won't be shortchanged when you get to the capital."

"Mother, this girl looks fierce, we—"

"Don't mention it again, our good days are yet to come!"

Han Cuiyin is generous and shrewd; such a master is the most worry-free.

She had already inquired about the girl's identity; she was the first servant, which made her different overall.

The widow Gao smiled for the first time since her husband left. "When your cousin comes back, let her come with us too."