Xue Han's heart sank. During her last visit to the county office, her mother warned her to always be on guard around others. She understood that people wore different faces, with good and bad intertwined. The status of a person determined their viewpoint on the value of life, and the lives of those at the bottom were deemed worthless. "Strip Wang Ru of all her possessions, leaving only enough to send a message."
Zhulan's eyes filled with satisfaction once more and she continued to ask, "Wang Xin and Wang Rong also have a considerable amount of silver coins, what should be done about them?"
Xue Han fell into silence for a few seconds. "Take it all."
Zhulan smiled. "If I were Shi Qing, I would leave the silver coins with these two sisters."
Xue Han was puzzled. "Why would Mother do that?"
