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Standing in front of him was a wealthy young man who looked down at him. The man was about twenty years old, with an above-average appearance, long, narrow eyes with upturned corners, and a shrewd look on his face.

He was not moved at all by the old man pleading pitifully on the ground; instead, he showed deep disgust and contempt.

Seeing the old man kneel forward, pleading bitterly, "Young Master Ge, if you just release my young guest, I... I'll shine your shoes, I'll serve you like a slave..."

Just as his filthy hands were about to touch the young master Ge's robes, a middle-aged man next to him kicked the old man to the ground and said viciously, "You think you're worthy to shine young master Ge's shoes?"

"It's a blessing that your daughter has taken a liking to Young Master Ge. She'll be living the high life with him from now on, and you're still not willing?!"

The old man was kicked so hard that he fell to the ground and banged his head against the ground, unable to speak for a long time. None of the onlookers came forward.

Young Master Ge raised his hand to stop the person next to him who was about to speak, and said with a light smile, "From now on, we're family. I'll have someone find you a job. You can go back now."

After saying that, he didn't look at the person on the ground anymore, flicked his sleeve, turned around and walked towards the tall shop door behind him.

As he left, Zheng Zhian looked at the plaque of the grand gate, turning it over and over again.

Yuan Ming remained unmoved by what he had just witnessed, while Zheng Zhian would not act rashly until she understood the full story.

The old man lay prostrate on the ground in despair, and the onlookers suddenly dispersed and left in their respective directions.

Just as Zheng Zhian stepped forward to help the person up, he inadvertently glanced at the person leaning against the high steps not far away. He felt that the person looked somewhat familiar. Before he could search his memory for that person, Yuan Ming, who was standing in place, flashed towards that person.

All of this happened in an instant. The higher-ups reacted quickly and fled into the crowd. Yuan Ming quickly caught up, and the two disappeared into the crowd.

Zheng Zhian squatted down beside the old man and called softly, "Uncle?" She called twice, but the man on the ground did not respond. He was immersed in grief, and the sobbing around him made her feel helpless and unsure of how to comfort him.

Based solely on their conversation, she knew that the man surnamed Ge wanted to marry her daughter, but she knew nothing about his identity, which was why she didn't directly confront him.

After a moment, the old man came to his senses. He braced himself with his hands on the ground and tried to get up, but the pain in his right shoulder, which had just been kicked, almost made him fall back to the ground.

Zheng Zhian quickly supported his left shoulder, and only then did the old man realize that someone was beside him. He said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you, thank you."

"It's alright." Zheng Zhian helped him up and quietly checked his arm. Fortunately, it wasn't dislocated.

That person wasn't a martial artist; otherwise, that kick would probably have crippled the old man's arm.

After the old man regained his footing, he realized that the person who had helped him was a refined and noble young man. He crossed his arms and subconsciously took a few steps back, then thanked him profusely, saying, "Thank you, young master, thank you, young master."

This made Zheng Zhian extremely disgusted with his own clothes, so it seemed he had no choice but to buy them anyway.

She never considered that it was because of her temperament.

Seeing his wary, frightened expression, Zheng Zhian smiled and tried to appear friendly and harmless. "Uncle, there's no need to be afraid. We're from out of town and just arrived in the city today." She scratched her head. "We're lost. Do you know how to get to Laifu Inn?"

If she directly asked the old man about his affairs, he definitely wouldn't tell her. She couldn't just tell him directly, "Tell me what injustice you suffered, and I'll help you clear your name."

That would definitely be seen as someone who's quick-witted, or they'd suspect you of having ulterior motives, so she decided to lower his guard first and then see how things went.

Hearing her say that, the old man, ignoring the pain in his shoulder, pointed in a direction with his left hand, "Just walk straight down this street, and then..."

Seeing his reaction, Zheng Zhian said softly, "Even if you tell us, we still can't tell." She naturally stepped forward to support him, "How about we take you to the clinic first, and then you can take us to the inn after you've been examined?"

"No need, no need, this little injury is nothing, I'll just get some herbal medicine to treat it when I get back." Seeing how kind she was, the old man's wariness gradually disappeared. "I'll take you to Laifu Inn."

Ling Fei watched in stunned silence; the princess's persuasive skills had deepened once again.

The two slowly walked in the direction the old man had indicated, and a strange combination appeared on the street: a young man dressed in ordinary robes but with an air of nobility supporting an old man in tattered clothes with a large patch of dried blood on his forehead, followed by a young man who exuded coldness and aloofness and was clearly not someone to be trifled with.

Such an unusual combination inevitably attracted the attention of many pedestrians.

The old man felt uncomfortable under the gazes of those around him. Zheng Zhian noticed this and deliberately asked, "We've just entered Changfeng City. Do you know any fun places to visit in the city, sir?"

The old man replied awkwardly, "I'm just a farmer, as for these things..." These farmers spend all year tending their small plot of land, they have no time for leisure.

Those are things that only wealthy people can afford.

Zheng Zhian inwardly cursed himself for being stupid. Of all the questions to ask, he had to ask this one. He continued, feigning curiosity, "By the way, sir, do you know who that guy surnamed Ge is? Why did you ask him for help?"

The old man was overcome with grief, his teeth clenched in fury, but it all turned into a helpless sigh. "He is the eldest son of the Ge family. A few days ago, he wanted to build a manor in the suburbs. Several plots of land he had his eye on belonged to my family. At the time, they wanted to buy my land for ten taels of silver."

But those plots of land are the main source of our family's annual income. If they want to buy my land, they want to kill me!

So I didn't agree, and the consul had me taken into custody, trying to force me to buy it.

As he spoke of his sorrow, the old man silently wiped away tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, then choked out, "My little Ke saw it and grabbed a hoe to chase those people away. They left then, but later, they came back with that young master Ge and forcibly took my little Ke away..."

The old man was already sobbing uncontrollably.

This group of people not only engages in forced buying and selling, but also abducts women; they are truly lawless.

"Didn't you report it to the authorities?" The government can't ignore something like this.

Zheng Zhian thought to himself.

A look of understanding flashed across Ling Fei's eyes.

The old man stopped and said angrily, "Report to the authorities? I went, but the officials said that they bought the land legally and would not accept the case. They said that the other party had given a dowry and had not broken the law, so they could not do anything about it."

“I said that the Ge family forcibly carried the betrothal gifts to my house, put them down and left. I did not agree to it, but the officials simply did not listen to my explanation.”

Seeing his sunken eyes and bloodshot veins, Zheng Zhian realized that the old man's face was extremely pale, clearly indicating that he was on the verge of a mental breakdown due to the ordeal.

Seeing the increasingly agitated old man, Zheng Zhian's heart sank. He patted the old man's back and comforted him, "Uncle, take a deep breath and don't panic. There's always a way to solve this. What will your family do if something happens to you?"