The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1028: I Don’t Want to be Sold

Chapter 1028: Chapter 1028: I Don’t Want to be Sold

"Brother Molian, when will you be returning?" she asked him.

"So eager to see me leave?" Ya Molian raised an eyebrow.

He had no desire to leave Sang’er, and even if he had to go back, he truly wished he could just pack this little girl and take her with him.

But he knew that was impossible.

"Listen to how you talk, as if I’m utterly heartless," Lin Caisang gave him a glare.

"I want to take advantage of the New Year not being over yet to carefully study that poison of yours. Naturally, to study your poison, you need to be by my side. I’m just afraid that you can’t wait to leave."

She said.

"Wait a little longer, I still need to make a trip back. I’ll depart in three days, and once I return, I’ll let you study to your heart’s content," he said.

Sui Zilin, daring to harm his Sang’er like this, was an affront he must personally avenge, and there were Princess Consort Lian and Sui Zijin as well—some matters, he needed to understand thoroughly.

"Leaving in three days? So soon?"

On hearing this, Lin Caisang really frowned. In just three days, he would be gone from her side again, which she genuinely found uncomfortable.

"Why not wait a little longer, let Zhe Jue and the others go first? I can still make one more trip to Shaohua City. I can take you there directly, and it would also spare you the long and arduous journey, especially with the poison in your system..."

"Alright."

Ya Molian agreed immediately.

...

In Qianlin County, within the slave trader’s compound.

Lin Caisang had become a regular at the slave trader’s, since it was rare for someone to buy so many servants and maidservants all at once, and the slave trader naturally remembered her.

"Miss Lin, you’ve arrived."

Seeing her and Ya Molian, the familiar slave trader immediately came to greet them.

"Have the people arrived?"

Ya Molian glanced at the slave trader and asked in a cold voice.

"People?"

The slave trader didn’t catch on right away and it took her a good while to understand who Ya Molian was referring to.

"Oh, they have arrived, they have. Third Young Master Gong had sent them over early in the morning. They’re all locked up inside, just waiting for the two of you," she replied.

"Lead the way," Ya Molian instructed.

The two then followed the slave trader further inside.

In the backyard, the entire Yang Family of twenty-three people was locked in the same room.

Having never seen such a scene before, people in the backyard were crying and wailing, but as soon as those men with knives came near, everyone genuinely wished they could even silence their breathing.

The feeling was truly terrifying.

Furthermore, some of the disobedient girls were slapped and beaten by the enforcers, and some were even humiliated in front of so many people.

After staying in the backyard for just half an hour, the young girls of the Yang Family were crying like tear-stained figures, huddling against their mother trembling, with their words filled with talk of death and despair.

However, the enforcers, who had previously been under Third Young Master Gong’s employ and couldn’t be overpowered by them, had already signed a contract of indentured servitude; they were no longer free.

"Mother, I don’t want to be sold. I want to go home," the youngest daughter of Fifth Uncle Yang pleaded with her mother through tearful eyes.

Fifth Aunt Yang listened to her daughter’s words while secretly wiping her own tears.

She also didn’t want to be sold, but they were powerless, no match for the knife-wielding enforcers. Moreover, the debt note was indeed legitimate—if they didn’t repay the money, they would certainly be sold.

At the thought, her venomous gaze turned towards Second Uncle Yang!