Anze Province wasn't a place they should linger, yet circumstances compelled them to remain…
Fan Ruyin's tears flowed unabated, fueling her deep-seated hatred. As her anguish intensified, a glimmer of ruthlessness sparked in her eyes. She clenched her fists so tightly that her sharp nails threatened to pierce her skin, yet she remained oblivious to the pain.
Counting her private funds, Fan Ruyin withdrew a thousand taels of silver from her stash. After deliberation, she set aside five hundred taels along with two thumbnail-sized rubies, still unmounted. A chilling smile tugged at her lips. Surely this sum was sufficient to procure a life? Furthermore, with Lord Shao's unyielding stance against the bandits, their retaliation was inevitable. By expediting their attack with additional funds, she hoped for the demise of Shao Yunduan and Qiao Xuan, at least one of them…