Leaving the Marquis's residence, Jiang Cheng led Fatty into a secluded alley, then followed the winding paths to the inn where Wu Yujiao and her mother were staying.

Upon entering, Fatty was genuinely surprised to see Wu Yujiao. He had previously seen her as a fairly pretty young girl, but now, wearing clean, new clothes and with her hair neatly styled, she had clearly made an effort to dress up.

"Young Master Jiang, Young Master Wang, you've arrived." Wu Yujiao greeted them warmly, inviting them to sit down at the table. She then glanced at Jiang Cheng's face with some embarrassment, "Young Master Jiang, does your face still hurt?"

The scratches on Jiang Cheng's face had already scabbed over. When he returned in that state yesterday, everyone else was dumbfounded. Zhang Qi, Zheng Yaoshunyu, and the others were conflicted for a long time. In the end, Zhu Jie asked what they were all thinking, "Mr. Jiang, did you take a fancy to someone's daughter, and she didn't agree, so it ended up like this?"

Tang Qisheng even joined in with a serious face, talking nonsense, "Oh, it's not a big deal. It's rare for Brother Jiang to have such interests in this situation, but next time, you can spend some money. Spend a little."

As she spoke, Wu Yujiao retrieved a cloth pouch, opening it layer after layer. Inside, carefully wrapped, was a small porcelain bottle. Wu Yujiao gently unscrewed it, and a medicinal fragrance wafted out, "Young Master Jiang, this is Hu Yan Paste from the Lu family pharmacy in the west of the city. It specializes in treating facial scars, and the effect is surprisingly good. Let me apply it for you."

With that, Wu Yujiao considerately poured a little of the greenish ointment onto her fingertip and reached out to apply it to Jiang Cheng's face.

Jiang Cheng avoided Wu Yujiao's hand, frowning involuntarily, "Don't bother yourself. My injury is almost healed. Also, where did you get this ointment?"

Wu Yujiao nodded earnestly, saying softly, "I went to the west of the city to buy it."

"What did I tell you before I left? Didn't I tell you to try not to go out now! It's dangerous outside!" Jiang Cheng scolded, not even looking at the bottle of ointment.

"I... I went out when it was dark. I even changed into new clothes. No one would recognize me. None of the people my mother knows live near here." Wu Yujiao clutched the ointment bottle, explaining nervously, "Young Master Jiang, this ointment is really effective, and my mother told me that if you don't apply medicine to facial injuries as soon as possible, scars will remain after they're completely scabbed over. I don't want you to..."

Before she could finish, Jiang Cheng interrupted her with a wave of his hand, "Enough, I don't have time to listen to this. This is my own business, it has nothing to do with you. I came here today to tell you that we're leaving."

"Leaving?" Wu Yujiao was slightly stunned, "Leaving to where? Leaving Luoan City?"

"Yes, if there are no accidents, this will be our last meeting. Remember, after we leave, take your mother and leave this inn, and stay in another inn."

Jiang Cheng took out some loose silver coins and placed them on the table, pushing them in front of Wu Yujiao, "Here is some money. Take it, and spend it sparingly. It should be enough for you to use for a while. When you can freely enter and leave Luoan City, take your mother to visit relatives."

"No, we can't take your money anymore. We already owe you too much." Wu Yujiao refused to accept it, stubbornly pushing the money back.

"Yujiao, we can't accept this money. Return it to our benefactor." Mother Yu Jiao's health was clearly not good. She coughed violently at the slightest excitement.

"You don't owe us anything. We helped you to understand your sister's matter. You told us, so we don't owe each other." Jiang Cheng stood up impatiently, "Alright, that's it. Take care of yourselves."

Although he pitied the plight of Wu Yujiao and her mother, Jiang Cheng could only do so much. After all, he wasn't the cause of their misfortune, and he didn't need to do more.

Wu Yujiao's mother tremblingly reached out her hand, seemingly trying to hold Jiang Cheng and Fatty back. Jiang Cheng didn't plan to pay attention at first, but Fatty took her hand. Wu Yujiao's mother held Fatty's hand, her lips trembling violently, unable to utter a complete sentence for a long time, but her gratitude was overflowing.

In the end, Jiang Cheng also shook the woman's hand perfunctorily as a farewell.

As he left, Jiang Cheng warned Wu Yujiao to leave two hours after they did. Wu Yujiao was still concerned about the bottle of medicine, and Jiang Cheng reluctantly accepted it in the end.

As Jiang Cheng and Fatty left, Wu Yujiao's eyes dimmed. She ran to the window and opened it, revealing a narrow street outside.

A moment later, the woman sitting on the edge of the bed sighed softly, "Yujiao, your mother knows what's on your mind, but don't blame me for speaking frankly. That Young Master Jiang didn't take a fancy to you at all. It's not your fault, it's my fault. We're too different from them. Even as a concubine, they wouldn't want you."

"Actually... actually, your mother doesn't want you to either. Don't think I'm blind, but my heart isn't blind. When I was young, I followed a quack doctor and learned some physiognomy skills. Although I can't see this Young Master Jiang, judging from his words, actions, and your performance, he must be a man of both talent and appearance. I've touched his hand. This person's fingers are slender, his nails are thin and sharp, and his palm lines are chaotic. This is not a good sign. This person is born with evil energy. Although he's not ungrateful, he's definitely unfeeling. To put it bluntly, he's a short-lived ghost..."

Standing by the window, Wu Yujiao immediately turned her head, angrily saying, "Mother, what are you saying? Young Master Jiang saved our lives!"

"Mother knows, that's why I'm telling you the truth. In this world, we women just want stability. I didn't have a choice in my life, but you're different. I can't just watch you suffer."

"Don't blame me for being calculating. You're my own flesh and blood. Who else would I plan for if not you? In short, we can't rely on this Young Master Jiang. On the other hand, that Young Master Wang has a broad palm and rounded knuckles. It's obvious that he's a loyal, honest, and simple person. If you follow him, you may not be rich and noble in this life, but at least you'll be free from worries about food and clothing, and he can truly treat you well."

"Yujiao, you're different from your sister. You've been stubborn since you were a child and don't like to listen to advice, but this time, you must listen to your mother!"

Perhaps because she was too excited, Mother Yu Jiao coughed violently, even coughing up blood, "People should be grateful, but we have thin blessings, and I'm afraid we can't do anything for Young Master Jiang and the others. This Young Master Jiang is quite pitiful. He's a lonely star destined to bring misfortune, but fortunately, he has this Young Master Wang by his side. I truly... truly hope that they can overcome obstacles and turn misfortune into good fortune. Cough... cough cough, in this world, there aren't many... many good people like this anymore."