A Written Confession and Request for Punishment

Yun Wu stared blankly at Bai Mo, unsure how to react. When he saw the spoon had reached him, he hurriedly took it, scooped up a wonton and had a small taste. "Mm, it's delicious. Thank you, my wife."

Pan Qinglian watched the two of them being so lovey-dovey and realized there was no chance of snatching him away. Her heart was full of rage, with nowhere to vent it.

"Bai Mo, you're a disgrace to all the women of our noble families. You actually want to marry a brothel man? Who doesn't know how filthy they are? A tiny pair of vermilion lips tasted by ten thousand, a pair of jade arms pillowed by ten thousand. Prostitutes are the filthiest, most heartless creatures in the world."

"Pah..."

Pan Qinglian's outburst drew frequent glances at Yun Wu and Bai Mo from the customers at the neighboring tables. Even passersby craned their necks to look.

Pan Qinglian was feeling pleased with herself and preparing to swagger away.

"Whoosh... bang..."

At some point, a long green whip had appeared in Bai Mo's hand. It coiled around Pan Qinglian at an extremely bizarre angle and slammed her hard onto the ground in front of the stall.

"Say that again. I dare you."

Bai Mo was genuinely furious now.

She had never been a kind person, and she was used to doing as she pleased as one of the strong. How could she tolerate a petty person like this shouting abuse? To hell with this official and that dignitary. Her identity was that of a female wastrel anyway, so they could settle it with their fists.

The whip came down again and again, frightening passersby into scrambling out of the way.

Pan Qinglian's maids hurried forward to stop her, every one of them hurling insults. Bai Mo sent them all flying, taking out one with every two kicks.

"Bai Mo, you good-for-nothing, how dare you hit me! Just wait until I get home and tell my mother. You'll see how I deal with you!"

"Ow, it hurts so much! I'm going to report you to the authorities! You just wait!"

"Ow, stop hitting me! Stop!"

The whip lashed Pan Qinglian again and again, leaving bloody welts across her body. She looked utterly pitiful. Bai Mo listened to her shouting one threat after another, but couldn't be bothered wasting her breath on her and kept lashing her.

"Great-aunt, I was wrong. Please stop hitting me!"

"It was all my fault. I won't dare do it again. Please spare me this once."

Bai Mo continued for a little while longer before stopping.

Hitting people really did take a lot of effort...

She raised her head, pointed in Yun Wu's direction and said to Pan Qinglian, "Apologize to the young master."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I had eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai. Young Master Yunwu, please be magnanimous and hurry and persuade her to let me go. If she keeps hitting me, someone's going to die!"

Pan Qinglian wailed.

By now, several of her maids had also crawled over and were clinging to her, all of them in a sorry state.

Yun Wu had just recovered from his shock. Realizing that Bai Mo might have gotten herself into serious trouble for his sake, he hurried over, gently tugged at the hem of her clothes and shook his head, his face full of worry.

Bai Mo hadn't intended to hit her any more anyway. Her body was already exhausted, after all. Didn't hitting people take effort?

Seeing the worry in Yun Wu's eyes, Bai Mo knew what he was worried about. She chuckled softly and lowered her voice. "Yun Wu, can you write?"

"Yes."

"Then come here. I'll speak, and you write."

Bai Mo looked around, then got up and went to the inn to ask for paper and a writing brush.

As she passed Pan Qinglian, Bai Mo gave a cold scoff. "Get up, tidy yourself and go sit at the next table. Wait there. Also, you've made such a scene that this wonton stall can't do business as usual. You know what to do, don't you?"

When Yun Wu came to the table, Bai Mo had already spread out the paper. She handed him a brush and told him to write a confession and request for punishment as she dictated:

I, Pan Qinglian, harassed a respectable young man in the street today, behaved shamelessly and spoke rudely. Knowing I was in the wrong, I asked Bai Mo to punish me in the street as a warning to others. I have most certainly recognized my mistake and requested punishment myself. This has nothing to do with anyone else, and this document stands as proof...

It went on at length for more than five hundred characters...

"At the bottom, write today's year and date, then have her sign it and put her fingerprint on it."

After giving him those instructions, Bai Mo tasted the wonton soup. It was still warm. After all that commotion, she was so hungry her stomach was nearly sticking to her back!

Yun Wu was so stunned by Bai Mo's whole performance that all he could do was follow her instructions. Once he finished writing, he hurriedly took it to Pan Qinglian.

Pan Qinglian had been planning to go home and complain, then find a way to deal properly with that ungrateful Bai Mo.

When she saw the confession and request for punishment, she turned to stone.

She was just about to refuse when she saw Bai Mo's chilling gaze turn toward her.

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She immediately signed it and obediently added her fingerprint.

She tossed five taels of silver to the wonton stall.

"Boss, the two bowls of wontons at that table are on me. Take the rest as compensation."

Then she limped away as if her backside were on fire...

"Hahahaha!" Bai Mo couldn't hold back her laughter.

Yun Wu sat down quietly and ate his wontons too, without saying anything more.

When both of them had finished their wontons,

Bai Mo looked at Yun Wu. Seeing no change in his expression and not a trace of happiness, she asked casually, "You seem especially quiet."

Yun Wu stopped what he was doing, hurriedly rose and bowed. "Thank you for saving me again, Eldest Miss Bai."

Bai Mo waved her hand, motioning for him to sit.

"Sit down. I wasn't asking you to thank me. I just thought you were especially quiet."

Bai Mo spoke casually, but Yun Wu hesitated as if he wanted to say something.

"Do you have something to say?"

Yun Wu's face grew a few shades paler. "My wife, you offended the daughter of the vice minister of revenue to save me. I'm terribly worried. If I bring trouble upon you, I could never make up for it even if I died ten thousand times. I'm beside myself with anxiety..."

Bai Mo said unconcernedly, "I just had her write a confession. However brainless she is, she wouldn't dare make trouble for me."

Bai Mo felt that Yun Wu seemed weighed down by worries and full of sorrow.

"Have you run into some trouble, Yun Wu? You should have left Green Grass Pavilion last night. Why didn't you go home? Why are you staying at an inn instead?"

Bai Mo was really just at loose ends and hadn't actually thought about how to help Yun Wu. Maybe it was because he was good-looking?? She purely wanted to chat...

"My mother is gravely ill and needs five-hundred-year-old ginseng as a medicinal catalyst. I've searched all over the Capital, but there isn't any. It seems I can't save my mother. I'm truly useless..."

Before he could finish, Yun Wu was sobbing too hard to speak.

"Five-hundred-year-old ginseng?"

Bai Mo blinked, as if asking a question and yet also thinking.

She searched her space with her mind. She remembered looting an oddball at the beginning of the apocalypse and getting a dozen or so hundred-year-old ginseng roots. She had never taken them out to eat, so they should all still be there.

There really was some! If nothing else, could she sell him a root?

They were all sealed in glass cases, with even their fine roots perfectly preserved. She turned them over to check the dates on the back.

One hundred years, three hundred years, five hundred years, one thousand years...

Bai Mo felt she really was filthy rich. Treasures others could only hope to encounter were, to her, no more than a dime a dozen~

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Before long, Yun Wu got his emotions under control. He felt he really shouldn't behave this way in front of his benefactor, so he thought to thank her again, then got up and left.

"Yun Wu, I think I have some ginseng."

Bai Mo turned the price over in her mind several times before finally calling out to Yun Wu.