"Mom, I think you should show Lin Baici some respect. He's not one of those little puppies who grovels at your feet every time he sees you!"

Jin Yingzhen was unhappy, her words laced with veiled criticism.

Upon hearing this, Jin Enxi's face darkened, her tone becoming grave: "What, does he expect me to lick his feet?"

Jin Yingzhen didn't dare talk back to her mother, but she still felt annoyed. Not to mention you, even a beauty like me doesn't get the chance.

Sigh!

I wonder if we, mother and daughter, would ever have the chance?

Ugh, what am I thinking?

"Your grandfather is seriously ill, and we don't know if he'll make it through the New Year. If he passes away, our lives will become much harder. Do you understand?"

Jin Enxi was frustrated: "I don't expect you to come up with a cure for your grandfather, but the least you can do is spend some time with him, right?"

"I would love to, but would my uncle and aunt allow it?"

Jin Yingzhen touched her right cheek, recalling the last time she visited, her aunt slapped her for dressing too seductively, claiming she was tarnishing the Jin family's reputation.

In truth, that woman was just looking for an excuse to keep Jin Yingzhen away, to maintain her own presence in front of the old man. Every time Jin Yingzhen visited, they would find a reason to pick on her.

"That's all the more reason to go!"

Jin Enxi sighed. Even with her father still alive, they were being bullied like this. If he died, their grip on power would slowly be stripped away.

Money?

For scions of wealthy families like them, not just a few hundred million, but even tens of billions meant little.

The power to influence the politics of Goryeo was what truly mattered!

"What exactly is my grandfather suffering from?"

Jin Yingzhen still didn't understand.

"He's been contaminated by a Divine Taboo, leading to a decline in bodily functions."@@novelbin@@

Jin Enxi lit a cigarette: "That's why I've spent a fortune to bring Bartishan here. He's a physician, a monk, versed in feng shui, and also a divine hunter. I believe even if he can't save your grandfather, he should at least be able to improve his condition."

This wasn't home, and Jin Enxi was wary of cameras, so she couldn't speak freely.

Aside from his known skills, Bartishan also understood black magic. If it came to a showdown, Jin Enxi wouldn't hesitate to be ruthless.

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