Han Ruochen glanced at her half-sister, then at the woman who had given her birth. She wondered what kind of magic tonic Master Yun had given to Meng Yunhan that even after acting like a sucker all his life, Meng Yunhan still doted on him and treated his daughter so well. But her father, who treated Meng Yunhan like she was his sun and moon, was treated as if he were a bug under her feet. She wondered if her mother was suffering from Stockholm syndrome or something of the sort. Because nothing else could explain why she would want to stay with a man like Master Yun.
"This is my hunt," said Han Ruochen in a low and dangerous voice. "And the money is my own. If you want to get your hands on the golden moray, then you can go ahead and catch your own."
