Shen Yijia was confused, but when she couldn’t understand, she chose to listen.

Due to her confidence in Song Jingchen, Shen Yijia stepped on her sled and brought Furball out the next day.

The entire village was covered in a thick layer of snow.

Shen Yijia put on her cloak and went straight to the Song family’s old residence.

She wanted to verify if Song Maolin had gotten himself killed. If he hadn’t, then she would kill him.

When they were still some distance away from the old residence, they heard heart-wrenching cries coming from the house.

Shen Yijia raised her eyebrows. “Did he actually get himself killed?” she thought.

Before she could think of a way to ask around, she saw the Saber Tyrant walk out of the courtyard cursing.

Behind him were two people carrying bags.

Seeing Shen Yijia, the Saber Tyrant’s fierce expression disappeared and he immediately put on a smile. He came over and asked, “Grandaunt, why are you here?”

“What happened?” Shen Yijia asked.

The Saber Tyrant glanced at Furball from the corner of his eye and moved away. He said angrily, “There’s a kid in this family who doesn’t know what’s good for him.”

It turned out that the bandits Song Maolin encountered during the exam were the Saber Tyrant and the others.

Song Maolin felt that if he hadn’t been robbed, he would have definitely passed the exam. He would have become a High Scholar, and he wouldn’t have given Shen Yijia the chance to teach him a lesson and embarrass him in the village.

In order to treat his injuries, Song Jiayue was even promised to an old man in his fifties as a concubine, making him the target of criticism again.

And the instigator of all this was the damned bandits.

Unexpectedly, this time, the Saber Tyrant entered the village again.

Song Maolin recognized him. Today, when the Saber Tyrant was collecting food from every house, he took the opportunity to slash at the Saber Tyrant with a kitchen knife.

However, he was simply a weak scholar. He could not muster that much strength in his hands or shoulders. It was obvious that he was courting death.

Shen Yijia was surprised. What kind of fate was this?

Actually, it was not difficult to understand why Song Maolin was like this. In the past, everyone in the village called him Scholar Song. How glorious.

At home, he always had access to the best food and supplies.

With such a sudden change, he couldn’t take it anymore. He felt that everything would be fine as long as he killed the Saber Tyrant.

After knowing Song Maolin’s outcome, Shen Yijia was relieved.

Without Song Maolin around, the people in the old residence would probably have to tuck their tails between their legs in the future. After all, Madam Liu had never been polite to others in the past few years because of the scholar in her family. She kept bragging that she was the mother of a scholar.

After saying that, the Saber Tyrant glanced at Shen Yijia. Shen Yijia gave him a thumbs up. “Well done.”

Be it robbing Song Maolin or killing him, he had won her heart and was worthy of praise.

After saying that, she ignored the stunned Saber Tyrant and left with Furball.

“Boss, that thing is really useful. Can you ask Grandaunt to teach us how to make it?” Ma Zi looked at the sled under Shen Yijia’s feet and asked enviously.

Dao Ba glanced at Shen Yijia’s departing figure and smacked the back of Ma Zi’s head angrily. “Go away. Do you think you’re qualified to call her grandaunt?”

Since she didn’t come out often, Shen Yijia brought Furball around the village and realized that many people in the village were shoveling snow and digging something.

When those people saw Shen Yijia, they lowered their heads and continued working.

Shen Yijia had no intention of going up to ask. She went home after looking around for a bit.