"Don't say it's five hundred thousand taels; even if it's five million taels, I will save her! Mo Rou is my lifeline. If Yun Residence dares not to help, I will make them pay with their lives! From now on, I will make Yun Residence double the amount they owe!" Bai Peng said, trembling as he handed a stack of silver notes to Bai Moyu. His eyes were bloodshot, filled with urgency and determination.
Bai Moyu took the silver notes, but inside he felt an overwhelming sense of injustice. His grandfather's indulgence towards Mo Rou had reached an outrageous level! Five hundred thousand taels, and he didn't even blink! Yet when it came to him, there was always a stern face, not a single word of reproach for Mo Rou, but instead, he had been scolded for a long time. Anger boiled within him, his expression dark enough to seem as if it could drip water.
Holding the silver notes tightly, Bai Moyu strode back to the entrance of Yun Residence. The onlookers had grown impatient; upon seeing Bai Moyu return, their expressions lit up with excitement, their eyes burning with curiosity as if they were eager to uncover some secret from him.
Bai Moyu cast a cold glance at the crowd around him. These fools! If it weren't for maintaining the Bai Family's reputation, he would have killed them all without hesitation! A surge of murderous intent rose within him, but he forced himself to suppress it.
Seeing Bai Moyu return, the people from Yun Residence hurried off to inform Yun Jiu. Upon receiving the report, Yun Jiu calmly sipped her tea, a confident smile curling at the corners of her mouth. She gently set down her teacup and swayed her way toward the door.
Yun Hai nudged Yun Xiaowu beside him, desperately trying to signal with his eyes. Confused, Yun Xiaowu asked, "Xiao Shi, what's wrong with your eyes? Did you get sand in them?" Yun Hai's small face stiffened at Yun Jiu's teasing expression and he exclaimed in frustration, "Yun Jiu, what are you looking at?! Do you think it's easy to trick the Bai Family out of their silver? Don't let your greed lead you to ruin! It won't just be embarrassing; our Yun Family's reputation will be tarnished because of you!"
However, upon hearing this, Yun Jiu not only didn't get angry but smiled even brighter. She walked up to Yun Hai and pinched his little face, saying, "Oh my, you're quite something! You're really looking out for me. Don't worry; since I dare to do this, I have complete confidence! No need to fret for your sister! Such a good boy!" With that, she quickly stepped back, leaving Yun Hai shouting in confusion.
Yun Xiaowu rubbed his forehead and shook his head helplessly at the antics of these two children. When would they ever settle down?
As they playfully chased each other, they soon reached the entrance. Yun Jiu bounced outside and couldn't help but twitch her lips. There stood thousands of people gathered outside the gate, eagerly waiting for her to appear! Some were there just to watch the spectacle; others came to gather information; and some were simply there to make up numbers. In short, it seemed that the citizens of Ye City found great satisfaction in this moment.
"Yun Jiu! I've brought the silver notes! If you can't cure Mo Rou, our Bai Family won't spare you!" Bai Moyu's eyes glinted like poison as he stared menacingly at Yun Jiu. The silver notes in his hand mirrored his current mood—filled with anger and resentment.
Yet Yun Jiu seemed not to hear Bai Moyu's words at all; her gaze was fixed on that thick stack of silver notes as if she saw countless delicacies and treasures beckoning her. She swallowed hard and reluctantly shifted her gaze toward Bai Moyu. A cheerful smile had already spread across her face.
"Sure! Sure! I'm a person of my word! I guarantee that the money will cure her! Just give me the banknote first, and once I'm in a good mood, I can work my magic with precision and skill! I promise to return you a lively Bai Morou!" Yun Jiu patted her chest confidently. Her face was filled with self-assurance and pride, as if she could already see the dawn of victory.
Bai Moyu suppressed his anger and tossed the banknote to Yun Jiu. He sneered inwardly, thinking, "Yun Jiu, just wait and see! If you can't cure Mo Rou, I'll make sure you have no place to rest in death!" However, he showed no sign of his true feelings on his face.
Yun Jiu took the banknote without caring about Bai Moyu's attitude. She counted it eight times to confirm its authenticity before cheerfully dividing it into two portions and placing them into two separate pouches. Her movements were quick and practiced, as if she had done this countless times before.
Bai Moyu watched in disbelief as Yun Jiu pulled out the pouches; he nearly choked with rage! Those two pouches clearly belonged to him and Mo Rou! That shameless thief Yun Jiu was brazenly using them right in front of their owner! It was utterly disgraceful!
His heart surged with murderous intent, but he had to force himself to suppress it. He couldn't act against Yun Jiu just yet! He wanted to see if she could truly cure Mo Rou's illness. If she failed, he could settle the score later!
Yun Jiu, however, was blissfully unaware of his thoughts. Her philosophy was simple: what comes into my hands is mine; if you have the ability, try to take it back! Hmph, let that infuriate you! She proudly shook the pouch in her hand, as if flaunting it before Bai Moyu.
Bai Moyu's face turned pale with anger, yet he felt powerless. For now, he could only hope that Yun Jiu would indeed cure Mo Rou's illness! Otherwise, he had no idea how he would explain this to his grandfather!
"Make way, make way! Clear a space for me! This young lady is going to use 'Xiao Jiu's Shadowless Kick' to treat her!" With the banknote secured, Yun Jiu hopped over to Bai Morou's soft couch. A triumphant smile graced her face as if victory was already within her grasp.
Bai Moyu and the others looked on anxiously, fearing that she might fail to cure Mo Rou. However, they did not stop Yun Jiu from proceeding with her actions.
Because they also wanted to see if Yun Jiu could truly cure Mo Rou's illness! If he could, it would be a joyous occasion for everyone; if not, they could always take action later!
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