Just then, He Su chanced upon the old "Doctor" from those years ago. The old "Doctor" had aged, his medical practice long closed. With nothing much to do, he wandered the lands and hadn’t returned to Taihang Town for many years. Upon their reunion, they spoke of He Su’s lifesaver. The old man sighed with emotion, saying that person was kind-hearted, but he didn’t know whom he had offended. Not long ago, he saw that person covered in wounds, lamenting that good people do not live long, yet calamities linger for a thousand years. He Su was startled and claimed that she had already found her savior, who was none other than her own concubine, Pei Yu. But the old "Doctor" insisted he could not have mistaken the person because that young man not only had a cinnabar mark on his forehead but also a pair of slender phoenix eyes, was very polite in dealing with people, and had a carefree and cheerful nature, among other things. The more he described, the less it sounded like Pei Yu, and instead, it sounded more like someone else. Doubts crept into He Su’s heart, and she secretly began her investigation, only to discover a blood-soaked truth—she had been terribly wrong! The lifesaver was someone else, not Pei Yu. Pei Yu had deceived her, telling her too many lies, and of those she had already uncovered, there were plenty. Outraged, she drove Pei Yu out of He Mansion. Out of consideration for their past marriage, she did not divorce him to prevent him from being conscripted into a brothel, but in her heart, she resented him deeply. She had lived under a lie all these years, repaying kindness with enmity, mistreating her true benefactor so terribly. She fell into self-reproach, even contemplating to ask for Liang Shujun’s forgiveness. However, by this time, Liang Shujun had sold himself to Sky Blue Building, and his nature had changed, no longer the modest and unrestrained gentleman of before but now reckless and dissolute... And all of this was her fault. Time returned to the present. Pei Yu endured the pain of his severed arm, his venomous gaze fixed on Liang Shujun. "It’s you, it’s all because of you..." Ever since he was banished from He Mansion, his life had been unbearable. Protected by He Su before, he had done plenty of evil, both publicly and in secret. People like Gao Jian and He Su’s male servants, who had once submitted to him, were now all too eager to trample over him after his downfall. Having no choice, he had taken his aged father and fled to a distant land, but accustomed to a life of luxury at He Mansion, their spending was extravagant and the wealth accumulated over the years was quickly depleted due to their lavish habits. He decided to return to Taihang Town. After all, he had shared good years with He Su and wanted to try to win her back, and all the suffering he had endured over the past year was thanks to Liang Shujun! If it weren’t for this man, he would still be the most favored concubine in He Mansion. He truly hated him to the core. Faced with Pei Yu’s hateful glare, Liang Shujun just lifted the corners of his lips in a light smile. "You hate me? What a coincidence, I hate you too." "All this time, I’ve been waiting for you. I’ve been wondering, when will you come back? If you do, we have a great deal to settle. But there’s no rush, I’m occupied with important matters at the moment, I have no time to entertain you, but remember! The humiliation I suffered in He Mansion, the torment of whipping for three days and nights, and everything that followed, I will certainly return it to you a hundredfold, a thousandfold!" After that, he laughed scornfully, flipped his sleeve, and walked away. Pei Yu bit his lip, his expression full of bitter resentment and malice. A carriage approached from behind, but neither Pei Yu nor Liang Shujun, who had already walked far off, were aware of it. Inside the carriage... a woman sat with a sorrowful countenance. She was dressed in fine silks and jade, yet clutched a bag sewn from coarse burlap. In that bag were silver notes, gold ingots, and small silver pieces, along with some common jewelry that wasn’t very valuable but could still pawn for some silver. She gripped the bag tightly, as if it symbolized an obsession. Even if he didn’t love her, even if their grudge couldn’t be resolved, even if her hatred was all that remained—as long as she had a place in his heart, as long as he remembered her, even as an enemy, that too, was something...