The Flourishing Era of Female Merchants

As he spoke, amidst An Xinlian's terrified screams, he grabbed her hand, slammed it onto the table, and brought it down heavily...

"Ah..." An Xinlian was in excruciating pain, and her pitiful screams echoed throughout the hall, unusually loud.

At that moment, An Xinlian only felt pain, a pain that even she herself could not describe.

"Hehe, alright, second brother, take her finger along with this letter to her father. Oh, and make sure her father personally delivers 600,000 taels of gold. No, if her father comes, how can her mother not come? Make them both come. If they don't come, you know what to do. Anyway, I just want to see the person and the money."

"Yes, boss. You've entrusted this to me. What are you worried about? No matter what, even if it's just their corpses, I, the second-in-command, will bring them to you." The second-in-command patted his chest and made a confident promise.

"Alright, then go quickly." Yan Bing tossed the knife back to the second brother, her gaze then falling on the pale-faced An Xinlian. A smile curled at the corner of her lips. "What? Does it hurt? Hehe, don't blame me. This is how we bandits do things. Since you're making a deal with bandits, you should naturally be prepared beforehand. Even if I cut off one of your fingers, it's just a very ordinary thing!"

An Xinlian was in so much pain that she stopped thinking. Looking up at the smiling face in front of her, she felt an unprecedented regret. "What you wanted was money!"

"That's what you think. I want more than just money!" Yan Bing said coldly. "Why are you looking at me like that? So what if I cut off one of your fingers? Do you want me to cut off one of mine? Hmph, this is a lesson for deliberately hiding it from you. If you make me unhappy again, I'll chop off not just one finger, but all the other fingers on your hands!"

A cold glint flashed in Yan Bing's eyes, and An Xinlian couldn't help but shiver. She believed that this bandit leader was no kind person. Just from the way she had demanded money and how swiftly she had chopped off her fingers, she knew that this woman was a woman of her word. If she really displeased her, she was afraid that her hands would be ruined.

"Boss, my father will definitely send the 600,000 taels of gold for you." An Xinlian was like a dog wagging its tail and begging for Yan Bing's mercy.

Yan Bing chuckled and reached out with satisfaction. An Xinlian, like a frightened bird, trembled and subconsciously took a step back.

Seeing how afraid she was of her, Yan Bing's smile deepened. "Why are you afraid of me?"

As he spoke, he forcefully reached out and patted her shoulder a few times. "You better behave yourself. When your father sends over 600,000 taels of gold, that will be your day of liberation. Do you understand?"

An Xinlian nodded hurriedly, "I understand, I understand."

"Now that you understand, go back to where you live. We'll just wait for that day to come." Yan Bing's eyes narrowed with a strange glint as she spoke meaningfully.

An Xinlian was still surrounded by the excruciating pain. All she could do was nod as the two bandits pulled her out of the hall. However, for some reason, she felt something was off, and the unease in her heart just wouldn't go away.

Will that bandit leader spare her life after taking the silver?

No, she will. What she wants is money. She cut off her finger only because she had concealed the matter from the King of Bohai. Now that she has vented her anger, she should be let go.

Thinking of An Mi, she felt a little comforted. She had lost a finger, but An Mi had lost her life.

Now she only hopes that her father can raise 600,000 taels of gold as soon as possible, so that she can leave this place soon.

And after that... yes, she also had those properties under An Mi's name, all of which she had acquired with a single finger, and she had to keep them firmly under her name.

At that moment, she was unaware that the owner of the property she was so desperately trying to seize was a man who should have been dead, and was sitting in the next room in the hall, drinking tea. Not only that, he had also witnessed everything that had just happened in the hall.

In the hall, Yan Bing glanced at the bloodstains on the table, a smirk playing on her lips. "Brother Bai Yi, Mi'er, are you satisfied with the warning you gave An Xinlian just now?"

As soon as Yan Bing finished speaking, a screen connecting the two rooms was opened, and the people who walked out from behind the screen were Bai Yi and An Mi.

"You little rascal, you've become quite bloodthirsty in the years since I last saw you." Bai Yi shook his head. Even when Bing'er was still unruly and domineering, she would tremble with fear at the sight of blood. Just now, when she chopped off An Xinlian's finger, she didn't even blink. Her movements were swift and ruthless.

"I told you, the Bing'er of today is not the Bing'er of the past." Yan Bing snorted coldly, ignoring Bai Yi, and instead walked warmly to An Mi, "Mi'er, I have something to tell you."

Bai Yi's eyes flickered as he watched the two women being intimate. Bing'er had indeed changed. He wondered how Fifth Brother would react when he saw Bing'er now.

“Mi’er, I just read the letter An Xinlian wrote to her father. Her father was involved too. Hmph, what a father and daughter in cahoots! An Xinlian lied to her father, saying that I’ve already captured you, but I haven’t killed you yet. I need to see the money before I, the boss, will kill you. If I don’t see the money, then not only will I not kill you, but I will also tell you all your schemes. Ha! This woman is really cunning.” Yan Bing spoke of An Xinlian with a face full of contempt, increasingly feeling that she had been too lenient by only cutting off one of An Xinlian’s fingers.

An Mi's lips curled into a sarcastic smile. "It's tough on her. That's right. If she hadn't said that, An Yuefeng probably wouldn't have spent so much money to redeem her. If she let An Yuefeng know that I'm dead, then An Yuefeng would be even less likely to come."

An Xinlian understood that in An Yuefeng's eyes, these children were nothing more than lowly ants.

"Heh, I'd like to see what kind of father he is, scheming against even his own daughter." Yan Bing snorted coldly, still feeling indignant for An Mi.

An Mi smiled faintly. She was already used to having a father like An Yuefeng, wasn't she?

"Six hundred thousand taels of gold is no small sum. Bing'er, I have another matter that I need your help with." An Mi lowered her brows, concealing the glint in her eyes.

"What is it, Mi'er? Just say it. You're one of us." Yan Bing chuckled and said meaningfully, not forgetting to glance at Bai Yi and An Mi. Although they hadn't spent much time together, she could tell that Bai Yi was deeply in love with An Mi, but An Mi didn't have such strong feelings for Bai Yi.