What are you doing here?

Ling Huanwu pressed down on the back of her hand, which was oozing blood, and forced herself to stand up.

I just ate noodles and have regained some of my strength.

She gave a cold look around at the group of uncles who were eyeing their family's property.

There's no need to guess; everyone knows why they've come all this way.

"Are you here to steal the inheritance left by my grandfather?"

These elders of the Ling family had traveled a long way and were seasick, so they were already extremely resentful. Now that Ling Huanwu had insulted them like this, they immediately flew into a rage and started pointing at her and cursing her.

“My dear niece, how could you send your adopted sister to prison? Her parents saved your parents’ lives. How can the Ling family maintain its standing in literary circles after this?”

The eldest uncle, Second Uncle, leaning on his cane, shouted angrily, his face full of heartache.

Immediately afterwards, as if a switch had been suddenly flipped, the other elders unleashed a torrent of insults and rebukes upon her, engulfing her completely.

Since it was the day the ship was docking, the doctor had gone to the pier to load medicines, and there was no one else at the clinic.

Ling Huanwu was surrounded by several people, feeling isolated and helpless.

Suddenly, Er Ya, carrying a bag of oyster pancakes, darted out from behind the crowd, standing protectively in front of Ling Huanwu. With red eyes, she shouted back at those who were attacking Ling Huanwu, "Didn't you say you were Auntie's relatives, here to see her? Auntie is still sick, how can you scold her? And that wicked woman surnamed Song, even if she did something wrong, she deserved to be arrested!"

The child's innocent voice echoed throughout the clinic, leaving the middle-aged and elderly people across the street stunned by the outburst.

Er Ya turned around, her face flushed, and tears streamed down her face as she looked at Ling Huanwu. "Auntie, it's my fault. These people said they were coming to see you, and I thought they were your family and that you would be happy to see them. I didn't expect them to be so mean, sob sob..."

Ling Huanwu felt a pang of heartache seeing the little girl's wrinkled face from crying. Ignoring the blood on her hands, she went over to hug the little girl.

Before they could even hug, the most impatient of the elders, the uncles, stepped forward and pushed Ling Huanwu to the ground.

"We, your elders, are speaking to you, and you not only ignore us but also encourage your children to curse us. Believe me, we'll expel you from the family register and make you a person without a surname!"

Caught off guard, Ling Huanwu was pushed so hard that her lower back hit the corner of the table, and her hand slammed heavily on the ground. The blood that had only stopped flowing for half of the time on the back of her hand started flowing even more fiercely.

Er Ya cried and tried to help her up, but was tripped by the outstretched foot of one of their younger cousins.

This fall was terrible; Er Ya fell to the ground, in so much pain she couldn't cry out.

Er Ya's leg had recovered to 40% of its original state, and after drinking the spiritual spring water, it recovered to 80%. But after this fall, it's unclear whether she'll be alright!

Ling Huanwu was so angry that her eyes turned bloodshot. Ignoring the pain in her body, she got up and slapped her cousin, who was about the same age as Er Ya, across the face. "Apologize to your little sister!"

Her slap had a serious impact, like stirring up a hornet's nest. The elders of the Ling family who had just been talking now looked like they wanted to devour her, rolled up their sleeves, and pounced on her.

Ling's parents quickly stopped them and angrily scolded Ling Huanwu, "You unfilial daughter, immediately withdraw those accusations against Yaoyao and say that the rice you planted was a poisonous crop, and that Yaoyao did not slander you!"

"And the rice that wilted and died before was due to your planting methods, it had nothing to do with Yao Yao. Release Yao Yao and we'll persuade them to go back, otherwise you can expect to be expelled from the Ling family genealogy!"

"By the way, before you go to prison, you should hand over the property your grandfather left you for us to keep safe. Otherwise, if you lose it, your grandfather will jump out of the ground and beat you up!"

Ling Huanwu originally thought that the couple still had some affection for her and would stop others from hitting her.

Unexpectedly, the two of them kept talking about Song Yaoyao and her assets.

They summoned these clan elders only to force them to admit that she had done those things, release their precious adopted daughter, and hand over their property.

"You want me to admit those are poisonous crops? Are you trying to send me to jail? Are you even human?!"

Ling Huanwu roared at the two of them, her voice trembling uncontrollably.

Once she confesses as they want, she faces real imprisonment.

The two people who loved her like normal parents when she was little have turned into two demons who would sacrifice everything for their biological daughter for their adopted daughter.

Unfortunately, they miscalculated this time. Inviting these people from their tribe was like inviting a pack of hungry wolves.

Ling Huanwu clenched her fists, turned her gaze to the dozens of Ling family members behind her parents, and coldly asked, "Do you share the same thoughts as them?"

Sure enough, the dozens of Ling family members all looked at Ling's father and mother with disapproval. "What are you two saying? Your eldest son's family doesn't have any sons. How can they inherit the property of our eldest brother and his family? It should be inherited by those of us who have descendants!"

"Let our second branch inherit it; we have three grandsons!"

"What good are your three grandsons? Our eldest grandson from the third branch of the family works at a bank now, and all that wealth is just sitting in our bank making money..."

The second and youngest uncles of the Ling family, disregarding their advanced age and the hierarchy of seniority, started arguing with each other. Even their descendants pointed at each other, hurling insults and pushing each other.

Ling's parents were so frightened that they huddled in the corner, stunned by the scene before them.

They originally wanted to ask for their help to take back the property from Ling Huanwu and rescue their adopted daughter.

Who would have thought that this group of people, with their wolfish ambitions, had come all this way to devour the last remaining members of their eldest son's family.

Father Ling was so angry that he stomped his feet and cursed at the group of Ling family members who were fighting amongst themselves before they even got their property back. "Are you even human? Second Uncle and Little Uncle, you were dirt poor in the countryside. It was my old man who spent money and effort to move you back to the city. Everything you have now is thanks to my old man. And you still want to eat our family's bloodline? Dream on!"

The two families, who were arguing and cursing at each other, both turned to look at Ling's father and mother upon hearing this.

Their eyes were all hostile, instantly frightening Ling's father, who had been stubbornly craning his neck, to shrink back. Ling's mother shrank behind him, completely losing the arrogance she had shown when scolding her own daughter.

Ling Huanwu picked up Er Ya from the ground, checked that the injury on her knee was not serious, and then whispered in her ear that she should go out and call for help.

Er Ya wiped away her tears and nodded. Then, the child quickly slipped out of the crowd to call for help.

After intimidating Ling's parents, the second and youngest uncles turned their gazes to Ling Huanwu, who remained calm and composed. They slammed a yellowed family genealogy book on the table and commanded in a condescending tone, "Ling Huanwu, hand over your property immediately, or your name will be removed from this family genealogy book!"

Ling Huanwu tore a piece of gauze to wrap her bleeding hand, lifted her eyes to look at them, and sneered, "Fine, you can be expelled then, but the ones who should be expelled are... you!"