Chapter 07: Noble's Death

Jin raised his finger towards the doctor's mouth and signaled him to remain silent, then said to his mother.

"Mom, don't worry. I'll make sure to reward the doctor later. He's a good man who not only gave us a house but invited us to a fancy dinner to welcome us, don't you, doctor?" Jin said while giving the doctor a chilling look.

"Dinner, uh yes, you are invited to dinner tonight. But, unfortunately, I have to go now. I'm too busy right now."

The doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead, and as soon as he stepped outside the door, he ran away. The mother crossed her arms and spoke in a firm voice.

"Son, what did you do to the doctor to frighten him like this? This miser doctor won't give you a house and spiritual medicine for free."

Seeing his mother's angry face, Jin smiled and thought.

'She is an amazing woman. Even when she can't see, she did figure it out, maybe I should think of a better lie.'

"The truth is, I caught him harassing one of his patients. The house and medicine are the price of my silence, and don't disagree with that, as free gifts should not be refused," said Jin, giving his mother a thoughtful look.

The mother sighed, dissatisfied with the matter, but against her will, she began to calculate the benefits of the gifts in her mind.

"Mom, mom, where are you? I'm thirsty."

The little girl's voice made the mother's heart jump. Her daughter, whose words were barely audible due to her weak body, was screaming loudly and lively now!

Indeed, as it is said, spiritual medicine can make miracles, but she did not expect the result to be this fast.

Jin approached his little sister Mei and examined her.

"She is fine. Her fever has gone. With some rest and good food, she will get better quickly."

Tears of joy fell on the mother's cheek when she heard Jin's words, her daughter finally recovered, and it was on the same day that her son had returned to the home. The family was finally reunited.

The seven-year-old little girl was slightly pale and unable to stand yet, but she had regained part of her energy due to the medicine.

Her wide brown eyes were staring curiously at the boy with snow-white hair who looked just like her mother, then she asked.

"Mum, who is this short old man?"

"Old man, who is the old man?" Jin shouted angrily

"Your hair is white so you are old." The girl sticks out her tongue, staring at him

"Your mother also has white hair. Is she old then?" Jin replied, unwilling to lose

"You! How dare you say that about my mother? My mother is the most beautiful woman in the village," screamed the girl, staring at him angrily.

*Haha-ha-ha-ha*, the mother laughed out loud at her two children's conversation, and at the end, she introduced him to her.

"Mai, this young man is your older brother Jin. He just returned from his trip today."

"Brother? Are you my brother Jin? Why are you so old? Are you strong now? Can you defeat Luna's brother? She always brags about her warrior brother and that he is unbeatable" Mai looked at her brother and couldn't hide her curiosity from him.

"Calm down a bit. You're still tired. Oh, she falls asleep."

When he tried to stand up, he was surprised by a small hand holding his thumb firmly. He looked at his hand and then at the little girl who was talking in her sleep.

"Don't leave....my mom will cry....stay and play with me." the girl muttered in her sleep as she tightly grabbed her brother's finger.

Quietly, he pulled his thumb from her tiny fist so that she won't wake up.

But the moment he pulled his thumb out of her tiny fist, Mai suddenly cried out.

"Yeah, my brother did beat your brother Luna... my brother is the strongest."

Mai's sudden scream made Jin's heart fall, his body trembling in shock, but seeing her suck her thumb, he couldn't hold back his laughter until his tears burst.

'Did I just laugh?'

Jin asked himself in disbelief, and for a few minutes, he kept staring at the little girl sleeping on the cold floor. This warmth he felt and that unexpected laugh means only one thing. It is the warmth he was looking for.

'That stupid old man, who would give up on such a beautiful family?'

He turned to his mother and spoke to her in a firm voice.

"Mom, trust me, you have to move out of here, this cold, damp hut won't help her recover, and neither will your debts. you don't have to worry about your debt, I'll take care of it."

In front of his insistence, she had no choice but to agree with a smile on her face, thinking that her son, whom she had lost as a child, had returned as a man.

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Inside one of the largest houses in the village, noble Monroe nervously tapped his heel on the ground. He was tall and bald in his fifties. His nervous mood made his fat servant so scared that he stuttered.

"S..S... Sir, the boy has the money, so…."

The nobleman shouted angrily at his servant because his plan failed.

"Who cares about money, you idiot? I paid twice the amount to the doctor, threatened him, and forced him to keep the girl sick. If her son did not show up, then Ieren, the most beautiful woman in the world, would have been mine.

"Excuse me, sir, you misunderstood me. I wanted to say that we can raise the value of her debt by adding a zero or two zeros to the debt contract, especially since she has lost her debt contract." The servant said nervously.

Usually, in business and loans. Contracts are written in which the name of the two groups of the deal and the value of the amount is registered. After signing, each group takes a contract as a document to guarantee each person's rights.

If one of the two groups loses their document, they can only blame themselves.

The fat man took out of his pocket half of the contract paper and handed it to the noble, whose eyes shone so hard, all he had to do now was raise the value of the debt tenfold.

"You're finally using that stupid head of you not to just to bend down. You surprised me. This time you deserve a generous reward."

The nobleman opened his safe and took out a bag of money from it and threw it at the servant, but unexpectedly the servant did not move to pick it up so that the bag fell on the ground, the servant only gave him cold looks as a saturated aura filled with killing intent surrounded him.

The noble took a step back while yelling.

"What happened to you? Why are you staring at me...…."

*whoosh*

Monroe couldn't finish his words as he felt warm blood pouring from his neck.

He tried to stop the bleeding by pressing on his neck while his eyes stared at the servant who betrayed him, looking for an explanation for what was happening.

His eyes widened as he saw thick white smoke rising from the servant's body. The servant shrank, and a young man of fourteen with white hair appeared.