He's quite tolerant, though.

A hint of surprise flashed in Shen Qingtang's eyes. Without stopping her work, she took out a small packet of medicine powder from her space. This was a wound medicine she had mixed with spiritual spring water.

Its effects far surpass those of ordinary ointments.

She sprinkled the medicinal powder evenly on the wound, and then carefully bandaged it with a cloth strip soaked in the spiritual spring water.

Throughout the entire process, Pei Wuwang kept his eyes closed, as if everything around him was irrelevant.

Only his slightly furrowed brows betrayed his pain.

"Thank you, Auntie." The little boy thanked her again as soon as the bandage was done, his face full of gratitude.

Just then, Shen Qingtang's eyes suddenly sharpened.

A faint killing intent permeated the air, almost imperceptible, yet it did not escape her keen intuition honed from her past life as a secret agent.

She subtly scanned her surroundings. From the shadows of the street corner and through the gaps in the crowd, she sensed several hidden gazes fixed on her, filled with undisguised malice.

Pei Wuwang, inside the prison cart, trembled almost imperceptibly on his eyelashes.

The icy gazes from all around were like knives sharpened with ice.

Her gaze swept lightly over Pei Wuwang beside her, and with just that one glance, she felt that he seemed even more handsome than usual today.

Her eyebrows were drawn with ink, and her eyes, slightly upturned at the corners, carried a hint of nonchalant aloofness. Yet, all her features combined perfectly.

It also creates a breathtakingly beautiful scene that makes it impossible to look away.

Just then, her gaze swept across the crowd and suddenly stopped.

Not far away, her grandfather, parents, and two older brothers, all dressed in matching prison uniforms, walked over step by step.

Despite being imprisoned, Grandpa still stood up straight, his face showing no sign of dejection.

Instead, with his usual cheerful smile, he waved and greeted her from a distance when he saw her.

His voice was so loud it seemed to pierce through the heavy air: "Girl, we're here!" His optimism and confidence were not diminished by his circumstances.

Behind Grandpa and the others followed Pei Wuwang's father and Pei Wuwang's second uncle's family. Pei Wuwang's father and second uncle were married to sisters, the elder Qin and the younger Qin.

The two sisters were huddled together, tears streaming down their faces, their shoulders trembling slightly, looking weak and helpless.

But beneath those lowered eyelashes, scheming and gloom lurked, spreading silently like vines.

Shen Qingtang's grandfather's gaze suddenly locked onto Pei Wuwang's father.

The next instant, with a "spit," a mouthful of spit landed precisely at the other person's feet, carrying undisguised contempt.

"You coward!" the old man roared, his voice booming. "You think you're so great just because you got a minor official position by relying on the good deeds of your ancestors? Look at your son now! His future is earned through solid military merit, a hundred or a thousand times better than yours! You don't even deserve to be a father!"

Pei Wuwang's father's face turned red with anger at the spit and the string of curses.

Veins throbbed on his forehead, and he pointed at the old man, seething with rage: "You...you're being insolent!"

How could he not be angry? But mixed in with his anger was a bit of embarrassment at having his secret exposed.

The old man ignored his anger, only sneered, his contempt in his eyes growing even stronger: "If it weren't for your in-laws and my old brother's sake, do you think anyone would have the patience to look at your face like this?"

These words pierced me like needles.

Everyone knows that Pei Wuwang's maternal grandparents and their family had a very close relationship with Shen Qingtang's grandfather, but later, due to a tragic accident, the entire family was wiped out, leaving only Pei Wuwang's mother alive.

Ironically, right after that, Madam Qin, who was close to Pei Wuwang's father, used various underhanded means to seduce him.

In the end, Pei Wuwang's mother, who had just lost all her relatives, died of anger.

The old man had held this grudge for so many years, and now that he had met the person in charge, he could no longer suppress his anger.

Seeing her grandfather's angry and glaring expression, Shen Qingtang couldn't help but secretly curl up the corners of her mouth.

This old man, even at his age, still has the temperament of a playful old child, unwilling to suffer the slightest loss.

My thoughts had just drifted to my grandfather.

Her gaze unconsciously drifted towards Pei Wuwang's residence. Confiscating his property? The things in the storeroom… they couldn't just be left to others to enjoy.