Yang Peili exhaled deeply, placed the two taels of silver on the counter, and then turned to leave.
"My lord, your bill." The young shop assistant called out from behind.
Yang Peili, however, didn't look back and kept walking.
The shop assistant, having no other choice, handed the bill to Yang Ruxin, who was following behind.
A fleeting smirk crossed Yang Ruxin's face. She was pained to lose the money, but in the presence of strangers, she dared not voice her discontent, choosing instead to express her dissatisfaction in this subtle manner.
But it didn't matter. She would definitely not let the matter rest here. At the very least, she wouldn't let Xun Hui suffer for nothing. At the very least, she would fight for some power for her own family, such as a separation.
