Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 137: Seeking Help (2)_1

Chapter 137: Chapter 137: Seeking Help (2)_1

Seeing the madam’s brazen attitude, Mo Yan’s heart sank; this secret brothel indeed had powerful backing—otherwise, the woman’s reaction would not be so. It seemed that forcing her way in today would not work.

"What does the madam require to release them?"

The madam’s alluring eyes sized up Mo Yan as though she were appraising goods, with ill intent, she said, "If you agree to stay, not to mention him, even Xing Er, the old woman will let her go straight. How about that?"

"Yan girl, don’t worry about us, these people are ruthless bully who will stop at nothing, you should leave quickly!" Lizhong cried out in pain. This was clearly a matter for the Li Family—it shouldn’t involve Yan girl, it shouldn’t!

Mo Yan consoled, "Grandfather Li, don’t worry, I’ll be fine." Then she said to the madam, "You know that is impossible. You’ve detained Grandfather Li simply for silver. Tell me, how much do you want before you’ll release them?"

"Do you really refuse, girl?" The madam feigned regret and shook her head, "Since you’re so forthright, the old woman won’t beat around the bush. A set price—two thousand taels! Just produce two thousand taels, and you can take the two of them away right now."

Two thousand taels?

Upon hearing this, Mo Yan’s expression darkened, "Madam, let’s not be extortionate, even a small rich family would be ruined trying to produce two thousand taels at once. We’re just commoners, even if we bankrupted ourselves, we couldn’t produce half that amount."

The madam nonchalantly played with her nails, "It doesn’t matter. With Xing Er here, the old woman will eventually earn these two thousand taels back."

"So you’re saying there’s absolutely no room for negotiation?"

"None!"

The categorical response completely exhausted Mo Yan’s patience.

She couldn’t produce two thousand taels of silver, and the woman had backing, so she couldn’t force the issue. The only plan now was to ask Yan Junyu for help. If he was willing to annihilate this secret brothel that forced women into prostitution, it would be a service to the public.

With this in mind, Mo Yan coldly stated, "If that’s the case, I will go raise the silver right now. But the madam must guarantee that they will not be harmed in any way while I’m getting the money."

"Giggle~ naturally, we’re in business to make money amicably!" The madam covered her mouth and gave a flirtatious laugh, but her tone suddenly turned threatening, "However, the old woman wants to see the silver by tomorrow at the latest, otherwise, I can’t guarantee what will happen to them."

"That’s settled then!" Mo Yan promptly agreed.

Upon leaving the secret brothel, Mo Yan took a deep breath of relief, listening to the sounds of debauchery inside and coldly smiled.

The reason that woman was so arrogant was simply because she had support behind her, thinking that Mo Yan, as a commoner, couldn’t do anything to her. Well then, it was time to topple that support.

Although Mo Yan would be relying on Yan Junyu’s power, the two had an agreement, and she didn’t feel that she owed him a favor. Her only concern was that the secret brothel’s support might have more connections and that Yan Junyu would hesitate to act.

If that was indeed the case, she would have to swallow the loss and pay up.

After making up her mind, Mo Yan returned to Huixian Residence with the eight people and recounted the situation to the Punishing Shopkeeper. She didn’t mention Lixiu but only said that Lizhong had been framed and detained in that secret brothel.

Although Mo Yan’s story had loopholes, the Punishing Shopkeeper wasn’t a man who asked many questions. He simply said he would relay the message to Yan Junyu as soon as possible and that Mo Yan should just go home and wait for news.

By the time Mo Yan got home, it was already very late, and the three little ones had not slept. Seeing her return, Liyan rushed over, her eyes already red and swollen.

Mo Yan dared not tell her the truth, simply saying that her grandfather had found some leads on her aunt and was asking friends to help search; it was too late now, so they’d have to come back the next day.

Liyan wasn’t sure whether to believe it or not, but she quietly heated the food and served it to Mo Yan.

Mo Yan was very hungry, but she had little appetite, and after hurriedly eating a few bites, she cleaned up the bowl and sent the three of them to bathe and sleep.

With both Mo Qingze and Lizhong absent, and concerned that Zhenzhen might kick off her covers while sleeping, Mo Yan decided to sleep with her.

Perhaps sensing that Mo Yan was upset, Little Flower unusually did not make a fuss and obediently dragged its cotton pad made by Mo Yan into the large room, lay down beside the bed.

After Zhenzhen had fallen into a deep sleep, and as Mo Yan listened to his shallow breathing, she felt no urge to sleep herself. She decided to take Little Flower into Space and plant the herbs she had gathered that day.

All the herbs were planted around the Spirit Spring Pond, where the spiritual energy was rich and watering easy. It wouldn’t take long for those herbs to become top-grade medicinal plants.

After planting the herbs, Mo Yan watered the plant next to the Spirit Spring Pond, which resembled lingzhi.

What puzzled her was that other plants showed signs of growth even after just a single "moment"—either growing a bit or their color deepening. But this plant showed no change, despite it having been five or six "moments."

Little Flower drooled covetously at the blood clot, nearly dripping saliva onto it.

Mo Yan looked at it, "Can you eat this?"

Little Flower understood Mo Yan’s meaning, but without her permission, it didn’t dare try, merely sticking out its tongue and giving the blood clot a lick, then closing its eyes as if savoring a great taste.

Mo Yan was exasperated by this creature, disliked by so many, and no wonder Yan Junyu had been unwilling to take it back even after so long.

However, considering the behavior of Little Flower and the wolf, this plant must be non-toxic and perhaps even beneficial to consume. It resembled lingzhi so much that it might be a type of lingzhi Mo Yan had not seen in her previous life. Moreover, it was so big, who knew how old it was? It could very well be the legendary lingzhi that was a thousand years old.

So for now, let’s assume it is lingzhi!

With this thought, Mo Yan warned Little Flower with due caution, "Without my permission, you are not allowed to sneak bites of this. Otherwise, don’t expect to come in here ever again."

Little Flower looked at Mo Yan with a pitiful gaze, then turned its longing eyes back to the lingzhi, eventually whimpering in agreement.