Severed ties and living in a dilapidated house? No worries, the poor thing has a space.

The room was a mess, with tables and chairs overturned on the floor and teacups and teapots shattered into pieces.

Yan'er and Yun Jie were locked in fierce combat with a group of constables dressed in official robes. The flashing of swords and the constant movement of blades were dazzling.

The officials who had followed them were no match for the two women. In just a short while, all the officials were knocked to the ground, groaning in pain.

If Yan'er and Yun Jie hadn't worried about making things too big and getting into trouble, I'm afraid none of these officials would have made it out of the inn alive today.

Seeing that Li was safely protected by Yan'er behind him, Xin Jiyan's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down a little, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

He strode over, his eyes sharp as knives, and with a powerful kick, the troublesome official flew away like a kite with a broken string.

Then, he turned to Madam Li and said, "Madam, we should not stay here any longer. Let's leave here quickly and then discuss this further."

Li, standing to the side, was tense as a fully drawn bowstring, still shaken by what she had just experienced.

Despite being filled with fear, she mustered her courage for the sake of her two daughters' safety.

With Yan'er's careful support, Li Shi staggered away from the inn.

Her heart was in her throat the whole way, fearing that something else might happen.

After finally finding a relatively safe place for everyone to stop, Li finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Her heart was still pounding, and she couldn't truly relax. She held her still-pounding heart tightly with both hands and gasped for breath.

After calming down, she suddenly grabbed Xin Jiyan's arm, who was keeping watch over the surroundings, and asked anxiously, "What news have you found out? How are Yu'er and Xin'er?"

Li's eyes were already veiled with a thin layer of moisture, and her deep worry seemed to reach straight to her heart through her eyes.

Faced with Li's urgent question, Xin Jiyan was slightly taken aback at first, and then subconsciously pressed down the corners of his mouth.

His previously somewhat guilty gaze suddenly hardened, and he assured Madam Li with utmost seriousness, "Please rest assured, Madam, Miss Fang and the others are safe and sound. I will go to meet them right away!"

Li knew perfectly well that Xin Jiyan was just trying to comfort herself.

After all, their daughters had been forcibly taken away by government officials.

The common people do not fight against the officials.

The mere fact that those few officers had just raised their knives to kill them without a word made her realize that this matter was definitely not that simple.

Even though she was filled with fear and anxiety, Li knew that she must not show these emotions at this moment.

She couldn't be of any help anyway, and she certainly couldn't be a burden to them, dragging everyone down.

She gripped her trembling hands tightly at her sides, forced herself to remain calm, nodded, and said, "Okay, then you must be very careful. We'll be here waiting for your safe return."

Yan'er stayed behind to accompany Madam Li, while Yun Jie quietly went outside to keep watch.

Watching Xin Jiyan's figure gradually disappear into the distance until it vanished at the end of the road leading to the county government, Li's heart tightened even more.

Meanwhile, Fang Xin was roughly pushed into a room.

Inside the room stood two stern-faced old women and two meek maids.

After the door behind them slammed shut, one of the old women immediately scrutinized Fang Xin from head to toe with sharp, piercing eyes.

After a long while, the old woman nodded slightly, indicating that she was fairly satisfied: "Hmm, she is quite pretty, with excellent looks. It's just a pity that she is a little thin, but it doesn't matter."

Perhaps it was because these people looked so ordinary and unremarkable that they didn't exude any murderous aura.

As a result, Fang Xin could not sense even the slightest danger, so she felt no fear.

Fang Xin gently pinched her fair and delicate cheeks and casually retorted, "I'm not thin at all, I'm just right!"

However, just as she finished speaking, the old woman who had been standing to the side suddenly changed her expression.

As if the gentle breeze and drizzle had instantly turned into a raging storm, her tone suddenly became sinister and low: "Little brat, you dare to talk back? If you utter another word of nonsense, believe me, this old woman will immediately call someone to pull out your tongue!"

Upon hearing these threatening words, Fang Xin froze in her tracks, her face contorted with terror, feigning being terrified.

Fortunately, she quickly remembered what her sister had told her earlier: if possible, while ensuring her own safety, try to find out what they wanted to do and stall for time as much as possible.

Seeing that Fang Xin finally shut her mouth and stopped talking, the old woman's expression softened a little, and she nodded with satisfaction.

He then waved to the maids standing behind him, signaling them to hurry up and come forward.

Fang Xin was thus pulled into the room by two maids, one on each side, to change her clothes.

At the same time, Fang Yu's situation was almost the same.

Faced with the situation, she behaved just as obediently and began changing her clothes without saying a word.

However, unlike Fang Xin, after Fang Xin changed her clothes, she was left alone in the room.

As soon as Fang Yu sat down, the door that had been tightly closed was quickly pushed open again.

A slightly overweight middle-aged man stepped in, his lips adorned with two thin, long mustaches that trembled slightly with each step.

The deep wrinkles at the corners of his eyes crisscrossed like ravines, but they could not conceal the malicious glint in his eyes.

Following closely behind the old man was the old woman from before.

She first glanced quickly at the completely transformed Fang Yu, then turned to the middle-aged man with a fawning expression and said in a flattering tone, "Sir, look at this, she's simply a rare beauty! Why don't you keep her by your side?"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man's gaze returned to Fang Yu.

This time, the greed and desire gleaming in his eyes could no longer be suppressed, like a hungry wolf spotting a delicious lamb.

He nodded repeatedly, praising, "Yes, that's right! She's truly a rare beauty! Well done, she'll be richly rewarded!"

The old woman, beaming with joy at the praise, quickly waved to the others in the room, signaling them to leave.