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

The next day.

Han Cuiyin did not go into the mountains; instead, she carried a bamboo basket to the town.

"Is that her?" At a food stall, a man with a pointed face and monkey-like features pointed at Han Cuiyin's back and asked the burly man next to him.

Han Cuiyin knew nothing about any of this.

After processing the mountain produce, she began purchasing.

Yan Shunhua practiced Buddhism at Suyue Nunnery, and fourteen years passed without her there.

We met in the capital in our past life, but it was our last farewell.

Yan Shunhua was born with a beautiful face and should have been pampered and spoiled by her husband, but she experienced nothing but misfortune.

Han Cuiyin's eyes darkened as she entered a cosmetics shop and began to buy things for this unfortunate woman.

She knows best the hardships of Buddhist life.

Since we've already decided to bring her out to live with us, we should let her experience the realities of life.

"Shopkeeper, bring out your cosmetics and face creams, I—"

"Go away, go away, don't cause trouble. You're so dark, no amount of ointment will work. Don't ruin our shop's reputation, now!"

The silver ingot on the counter silenced the plump shopkeeper, who was in his thirties, and he wished he could take back what he had said earlier.

Changye Town is a small town with only a few hundred households.

The cosmetics shop wasn't doing very well; sometimes they wouldn't sell a single item in a whole month.

Han Cuiyin can be considered a major customer.

The portly shopkeeper glanced at the dark-faced girl before him, then looked down at the silver ingots, and finally made up his mind, "Miss, why don't you use this? It will make your body smell fragrant, perhaps—"

“For my mother to use, she has very fair skin. Pick out some things that women like to use.”

"Alright, alright," the plump shopkeeper's eyes were already crinkled into slits with laughter as he deftly brought out a cup of tea. "Please rest over there, I'll pick one for you right away."

Han Cuiyin nodded, glanced casually outside, and quickly shrunk her head back inside.

"It's all packed. These bath beans and sachets are just extras. Come back to our Fragrant Boutique next time you want to buy more..."

An exquisite box was handed over, but Han Cuiyin did not take it. "Change it to a cloth wrapping."

The shops in town weren't big, but they had everything. She browsed through several shops and prepared all the things she wanted to give to Yan Shunhua.

Carrying several bundles on her back, she headed towards the livestock market, saying, "Don't blame me if you keep following me."

She didn't see the people who had been following her whispering amongst themselves not far away.

"Brother, why is she buying a mule? It's all bundled up like this. Isn't she afraid that Yan Laosan will rob her when she gets back?"

"I don't know, just follow her. Yan Laosan said she has two hundred taels of silver on her, she just wants to get something for herself by using us. It's inconvenient for her own family to show up, so we'll just give her a few dozen taels later."

"Big brother, where... should we make our move? This is a big, fat sheep!"

A burly man sidled up to a thin man, his face full of obsequiousness.

This is a big job.

In town, they could "borrow" at most ten taels of silver.

I've seen Yan Laosan's niece in Yanjiacun that day. She's dark-skinned, thin, and small. It's easy to "borrow" something from her.

Han Cuiyin rode out on a mule at this moment, glanced over at us, and slightly curled the corners of her mouth.

Raising the whip in his hand and flicking the reins, he headed in the opposite direction from Yanjia Village.

"Where is she going? Isn't she going back to Yan Family Village? Without a travel permit or household registration documents, where could she have gone? This little girl is quite bold. We should go and tell Old Man Yan!"

This burly man and Yan Xiao were on good terms; he only wanted money and wouldn't kill.

His elder brother clearly had murderous intent.

"Don't let anyone know until we get our hands on the goods. Stay put and keep quiet." The skinny man seemed to see right through people, his eyes cold.

Han Cuiyin ignored the people following her. She leisurely walked to a side road, found a secluded spot, and waited for them.

As the men got close to her, the skinny man sensed something was wrong. "Let's retreat!"

"No way! Brother, we've come all this way, how can we leave empty-handed?"

Except for the burly man, none of the henchmen agreed.

The skinny man sneered, "When I was out there making a living, you guys were just greenhorns! I have a feeling that things won't go smoothly today, and I'll probably end up getting myself into trouble."

"Your intuition is right!" Han Cuiyin suddenly appeared. "Let me think about how to deal with you!"

"You brat, hand over those silver notes right now, ah~~"

A scream rang out, and a lackey lay on the ground with a bloody hole in each of his hands and feet, unable to get up at all.

This kind of injury will ruin his life. He won't be able to do heavy work in the future, and his family will despise him as a burden.

A thin twig was pointed at the remaining lackeys. "Who's next?"

"Niece Yang, I'm not human," a voice like a demon pierced their eardrums. The burly man was the first to kneel down, slapping himself twice. "Please, have mercy on us and let us go!"

He then tossed over a small cloth bag, saying, "This is all I have, it's all yours! I'm just a worthless life..."

Han Cuiyin used a twig to pry open the cloth bag, glanced at the burly man, and said, "I never expected that my third uncle would be a fool!"

The burly man's face flushed red, and he stammered, "He's good, indeed... indeed righteous."

"get out!"

Han Cuiyin let him go, but unexpectedly he threw the man's money bag at her, picked him up, and left.

"Brothers, I'm taking my cousin with me now. You... take care of yourselves."

The burly man left, and the rest of the people followed suit and left as well.

Han Cuiyin did not let the skinny man go.

"You've harmed a lot of people, haven't you?"

This person was shrouded in black aura and had committed many evil deeds.

His entire fortune was laid out on the ground, but Han Cuiyin didn't even glance at it.

"Heroine, spare my life!" The skinny man knelt down and kowtowed. Han Cuiyin saw him secretly gathering his strength.

Sure enough, the man darted over like a swift monkey. She moved two steps to the right, and the branch pierced the skinny man's head, killing him instantly.

After doing all this, Han Cuiyin quickly cleaned up the scene and dragged out the people who were hiding to the side trying to pick up any leftovers. "If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave!"

Apart from the strong man and his cousin, no one was left alive.

Han Cuiyin glanced in the direction the burly man had left, "I'll just let you deliver a message to the Yan family! We won't see each other again."

Unbeknownst to her, the brothers, having escaped unscathed, dared not mention what had happened that day to anyone. They moved away within two days, leaving Yan Xiao without a single word.

That's why the Yan family was unaware that Han Cuiyin dared to leave alone.

Those who died at her hands were all extremely wicked and villainous people, and they all had murder charges against them.

They all had varying shades of black aura surrounding them.

In the realm of immortality, she has never made a mistake.

After that, there were no more idle loafers wandering around Changye Town, and the whole town became much more peaceful.

It wasn't until the bodies of those people were discovered that they realized an anonymous person had stood up for the townspeople.

Han Cuiyin had long forgotten about the matter, and she never expected that what was just a casual matter would benefit her greatly in the future.