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"No need!" Yun Jin waved her hand. "Put it on the table. You, go stand in the corner!"

Yu Xiang, bewildered, placed the things on the table and cautiously shrank into the corner.

Chen Wencai felt waves of pain shooting through his neck. His voice trembling with tears, he pleaded, "Heroine, could you please have Yuxiang bandage me? I don't want to die!"

Yun Jin snorted coldly: "What's with the bandaging? I won't die! What's the point of living if you can't even handle this little injury?"

Chen Wencai glanced at the knife in her hand and had no choice but to endure it, cursing Yun Jin's ancestors for eight generations in his heart.

Yun Jin sat on a round stool, lightly tapping her knee with the boning knife in her hand, her eyes fixed intently on Chen Wencai: "Tell me about my adoptive parents."

Chen Wencai paused for a moment, then tentatively asked, "What aspect do you want to know?"

"Say whatever comes to mind, whatever you know." Yun Jin's tone was calm, but the blade at her fingertips gleamed coldly in the candlelight.

Chen Wencai swallowed hard, taking the moment to gather his thoughts, and slowly began to speak: "I have heard some rumors. I heard that in their early years they made a living by doing odd jobs for people in town, and they only had one son, so they lived a very frugal life."

He paused, as if recalling details: "About fifteen years ago, their family suddenly became well-off. Yun Dahai said that he saved a rich merchant when he was doing odd jobs outside. The rich merchant gave him a sum of money as a thank you. After that, they took off their coarse clothes and put on fine silks and satins. They also hired two servants to serve them. They were very generous with their money and were completely different from before."

Yun Jin paused, her hand gripping the knife still. She looked up at Chen Wencai, her eyes filled with inquiry: "Fifteen years ago? Was it around that time that I suddenly appeared in their family?"

Chen Wencai frowned and thought for a moment, then shook his head: "I don't know, I was still young then. But my mother might know, why don't you ask her when she comes back later?"

Yun Jin nodded and pressed further, "Besides that, is there anything else?"

Chen Wencai shook his head with a bitter face: "I really don't know anything else, all I know is that they are living a pretty good life."

As soon as she finished speaking, the door was gently pushed open, and Chen's mother walked in carrying a wooden box. Although reluctant, she handed it over: "The money is all here, and your household registration is also inside. We haven't registered it with the government yet."

Yun Jin took the wooden box and opened it. Inside, as expected, were one hundred taels of silver and her household registration.

She put the box into her bundle and tied the knot tightly.

"I've given you the money, but what about the antidote..." Mother Chen rubbed her hands together, looking at her anxiously.

"No rush." ​​Yun Jin tossed the bundle over her shoulder, her gaze falling on Chen's mother. "I'm asking you, did my adoptive parents' life start to improve after I was sent to their home?"

Chen's mother was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, they were dirt poor before, but after you came, their lives changed completely."

Yun Jin thought for a moment and then asked, "How did I get to the Yun family?"

"They said you were found," Chen's mother said, then tentatively added, "I know they don't treat you well. Actually, it would be good if you married into my family. At least I could make sure you have enough to eat and wear..."

Yun Jin interrupted her: "Alright, don't think I don't know what you're up to. Forget about those five taels of silver. Aren't you afraid you'll have the chance to take it but not the chance to spend it?"

When Chen's mother was exposed, she didn't even blush. She just grumbled, "If it weren't for the five taels of silver we give you every month, with your obviously frail body, would I have let my son marry you? If he doesn't want to marry you, fine, we don't care!"

"Smack!" Yun Jin slammed the boning knife on the table, startling Chen's mother into shutting up immediately.

Yun Jin's fingertips caressed the hilt of the knife. She thought about the information Tuoba Hui had shown her, which was not written in such detail. She wondered if he had deliberately set a trap for her or if the information itself had some omissions.

However, she was certain that the reason the original owner was thrown into an ordinary family in this small town was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

The mistreatment she suffered at the hands of her adoptive parents, the sudden improvement in her family's financial situation fifteen years ago, and that mysterious person...

It's all like a net, suffocating you.

Yun Jin said no more, picked up her bundle and walked out: "I'm leaving. Anyone who dares to utter a single word about what happened today will bear the consequences."

"The antidote hasn't been given yet..." Chen's mother hurriedly chased after her.

"You won't die!" Yun Jin stopped, thought for a moment, and added, "Think about it carefully. Yun Dahai and his wife gave you a hundred taels of silver. How much would they ask for from the other party? You two are really something, being sold out and still helping them count the money!"

After saying that, she strode away from the Chen family.

The so-called poison was nothing more than mud balls she made from tofu and soil; even eating a handful wouldn't kill her. But the words she left behind stirred up a huge storm in Chen's mother's heart.

She watched as Yun Jin walked out the door, and she hurriedly chased after her to ask what was wrong, but once she was outside the door, Yun Jin was nowhere to be seen.

Yun Jin walked to a secluded spot, put the bundle on her back into her spatial storage, patted it, and her eyes sharpened again.

The Chen family is only being let off the hook for now; she needs to deal with her "adoptive parents" first.

Yun Jin hurried along the way, but felt a little weak halfway through. She couldn't help but sigh helplessly. The original owner's body really needed to be properly taken care of.

She stopped and drew some of the spatial spring water into the entrance.

The sweet spring water slid down my throat, and in no time, a warm current surged through my body. It was as if all the strength I had used up earlier had returned, and my steps became much lighter.

When they arrived at the Yun family's house, it was already completely dark, with only a few dim lights shining from the courtyard.

She walked to the tightly closed door, raised her hand, and pounded on it forcefully. The "bang bang bang" sound was particularly loud in the quiet night.

A moment later, the door creaked open a crack, and a burly man poked his head out. It was Zuo Laosi, the servant hired by the Yun family.

A line of text suddenly appeared above his head: [Old Fourth Zuo: Favorability -73%].

Upon seeing who was outside the door, Zuo Laosi looked surprised and asked in a gruff voice, "Why are you back?"

Yun Jin's eyes turned cold, and she said in a deep voice, "Fourth Brother Zuo, this is my Yun family. Why can't I come back?"

"You're already a married daughter, and you've come back in less than a day. What kind of behavior is this?" Old Master Zuo said, reaching out to stop her. "The old lady said, a married daughter is like water spilled from a bowl; you can't come back in!"

"Insolence!" Yun Jin grabbed the doorstop from behind the door and swung it down, striking Zuo Lao Si's arm. "Who gave you the audacity to stop me? This is the Yun family home, and I am the eldest daughter of the Yun family. How dare a servant like you point fingers at me?"

"Ouch!" Old Master Zuo cried out in pain, quickly trying to snatch the stick from her hand, yelling, "Who do you think you are, young lady? You're just a wild girl that the master and mistress picked up out of kindness. Do you really think you're some kind of rich heiress?"

Yun Jin was thoroughly enraged by his words, and she increased the force in her hands, wielding the door-blocking stick with great force, aiming specifically at his arms and legs.

Although Zuo Laosi was a strong man, he did not expect her to be so ruthless. He was caught off guard and was beaten until he spat out blood and fell to the ground.