Relying on her memories from those years, Su Yueli went straight to the Han Household estate.
When she stopped and looked up, her cool black eyes narrowed slightly.
The vermilion gates were somewhat weathered and peeling. Even the grand plaque above the entrance, engraved with the words "Han Residence" and worn by the passage of years, had been violently torn down, leaving behind only a few uneven, dilapidated marks.
The entrance was desolate, without a single guard in sight.
A sense of foreboding rose in Su Yueli's heart. She stepped over the high threshold and walked straight into the Han Household compound.
The courtyard was bleak and lonely, its flowers and grass withered and yellowed. Several middle-aged men dressed in Han Household servant uniforms were sweeping the grounds.
Hearing her footsteps, their bodies jolted. They immediately dropped to their knees without daring to raise their heads, trembling all over.
"My lord, please see clearly! My lord, please see clearly!"
The leading man pleaded in a trembling, tearful voice, "This month's payment... we handed over every last coin to your residence last week! Please, my lord, show mercy and leave us a way to live!"
Su Yueli frowned slightly and said coolly, "Raise your heads."
Hearing her voice, clear as silver bells and unlike the rough brutality of those vicious servants from before, the men cautiously raised their heads.
When they saw that the person standing before them was a breathtakingly beautiful young woman dressed in blue, they all froze and exchanged glances.
"May I ask... who are you?"
The leading man swallowed and asked tentatively, "You... aren't someone from the Wang Household here to collect money?"
"The Wang Household?"
Su Yueli's gaze was indifferent as she asked, "Who are the Wang Household?"
Before they could answer, she pressed on, "Where