Seeing the sudden silence around him, the man proudly raised his chin, making the large, hairy mole on the corner of his mouth even more conspicuous.

Shen Xingmian closed her eyes in discomfort. She had never really understood why so many moles had hair on them. She didn't know the reason behind it, but it was indeed unsightly.

Shaving it off makes it look cleaner, but some people just have to keep it long, so long that it's impossible for anyone to ignore it.

She couldn't understand this psychology at all, but it was true that looking at it for even a moment made her feel uncomfortable all over, and there was nothing she could do about it.

Appearance is truly an unsolvable issue. In ancient times, there was no cosmetic surgery, so people who were not good-looking suffered a lot and had no way to improve their appearance.

She doesn't think there's anything wrong with someone's appearance; as long as the person isn't a bad person, they're easy to get along with.

But someone who is ugly, has high expectations, and bullies others just makes you want to beat them up.

The inviolability of imperial power was deeply ingrained in the minds of people in this era. Upon hearing this, the people around fell silent and even took a few steps back.

Having already bought the wolf, he quietly slipped away, fearing that things would escalate and affect him.

Seeing them fall silent, the man assumed they were scared and continued arrogantly, "Grandpa can forgive your offense just now, but these wolves are your tribute."

A chorus of boos erupted from the surrounding crowd, and someone hidden behind shouted, "What's the difference between this and outright robbery? It's utterly despicable!"

The man immediately flew into a rage and ordered his servants to go and find out who had said it, but the person was hiding behind them and could not be found at all.

The short, stout man jumped up and down, saying, "Grandpa has plenty of money. The fact that he's willing to accept your tributes is a sign of respect for you. Otherwise, with just this much, Grandpa would give his servants more than that every month. You ungrateful wretches!"

"Sigh, the common people can't fight against the officials. I'm afraid today's matter won't end well. You'd better leave quickly. If this gets out of hand, who knows what will happen?"

Someone behind them sighed and offered words of advice.

"Fortunately, we've already sold some of it, so there's not too much left. It's not like we've all lost money. Otherwise, you wouldn't be making yourselves look bad, sigh."

Although onlookers enjoy watching a spectacle, the scene before them could hardly be considered "spectacular" at all.

If you put yourself in their shoes, you'd probably be heartbroken.

People went hunting in the mountains early in the morning, mobilizing their whole family. The prey they risked their lives to hunt was about to be blatantly stolen.

What about them later?

What if I were to be favored by these "noble people" and made to be "filial" to them? Wouldn't I be heartbroken and die on the spot?

Everyone fell silent.

Seeing that they remained silent, the short, fat man felt that he had them under control and immediately ordered his men to pull the cart away.

Shen Xingmian spoke crisply: "This... is a relative of the Imperial Concubine. Since we have the opportunity to show our respect, why don't we have my family deliver it to your door?"

"Knowing the way will make it easier to 'show respect' next time I come."

She spoke with a smile, as if it were from the bottom of her heart.

Everyone around was shocked, thinking that the child was probably going to be beaten to death by his family. How could someone just agree to something like that?

But none of the adults in her family objected; on the contrary, they seemed to agree with her.

"Dear uncles and aunts, our family is fortunate enough to have such an honor to be able to show respect to our distinguished relatives. It is truly a blessing we have accumulated over three lifetimes. Even if it meant taking the lives of our family members, we would still give them to you, would we?"

"Sigh, what else can we do? After all, she is a relative of the Imperial Concubine."

Her expression timely shifted to one of helplessness, even a hint of despair, before she stepped forward to catch up with the short, stout man and his servants who were already walking away.

Shen Xingyan quickly moved closer to her and praised, "Sister, you've planted the seed of trouble perfectly. Once this gets out, let's see how the Imperial Concubine will have any face left."

Shen Xingmian whispered back to her, "We don't know if their family relationship is real or not, but since he said so himself, let's just take it as true. I really enjoy digging traps for those people."

As they spoke, they had walked the entire street. After turning a corner, they saw a large mansion at the end of the street, with even the stone lions at the gate looking very imposing.

Of course, this grandeur is only relative to the town; it's nothing compared to the former general's mansion.

Shen Xingmian came with them and had no intention of going out again.

I was originally thinking of paying to stay at an inn, but since this person has come to me, I might as well take advantage of it.

As for how to clean up the mess after she's done using it, she hasn't figured it out yet.

Whether to kill him outright or use psychic abilities to make him lose his memory depends on his performance.

As they approached the door and were about to go inside, the short, fat man turned around and cursed, "Pah! What kind of filthy trash do you think you can get into my house? You've delivered the goods, that's enough. Do you want to freeload a meal or freeload off me? Get lost!"

After saying that, he walked casually into the yard with his hands behind his back.

He had walked quite a distance and still hadn't heard the sound of the cart. Puzzled, he turned around and found all the servants lying unconscious on the ground, while those "filthy bastards" he looked down on were closing his gate.

And the person is still inside.

This terrified him. He turned to run, but before he could even shout, Shen Yunting rushed forward and covered his mouth.

After tying his hands up, Shen Yunting threw him to the ground and kicked his buttocks a few times, cursing, "What kind of thing is this, with such a foul mouth? I'll give you a good wash later."

After saying that, he looked around and saw several vats not far away, with lotus flowers and fish in them, so he just carried the person over there.

As she walked, she complained, "Being ugly is one thing, but being so fat is another! She's so heavy!"

After saying that, the man walked to the water vat, took out the cloth that was stuffing in his mouth, and before he could shout, he grabbed his head and pushed him into the water vat.

This was the first time Shen Xingmian had ever seen her mother so ruthless towards someone. She felt a sense of satisfaction. Reasoning with this kind of person was useless; they would only argue and make trouble. You had to use force to subdue them.

A string of bubbles rose from the water tank, presumably because the person tried to speak but ended up swallowing water instead.

She felt no remorse whatsoever, after all, they wouldn't have bothered coming over to deal with this person if he hadn't repeatedly provoked them with foul language.

To be honest, following them so openly still carries a significant risk of exposure. If someone reports them to the authorities, they'll have to hide for a while longer.

It's always frustrating to not be able to walk openly and honestly in the world.