Mo Han continued, "And then you falsely accused me, an innocent priest, slandering Imperial officials, which nearly landed me in jail, causing severe damage to both my body and spirit. You might have crushed the morale and heart of a zealous, bright priest—a priest with immense future prospects—dooming him to perpetual failure. How do you propose to settle this debt? Do you think the Church of Light is just some small, easily bullied gang?" Hearing Mo Han’s words, Luther exploded, leaping to his feet and shouting, "You—you—you’re talking nonsense! Don't you dare falsely accuse me!"

Mo Han replied with false innocence, "Everyone present here is a witness. What do you all say?" The onlookers, who had long been irritated by Luther’s behavior, chimed in one after another, "Exactly, exactly! It happened just like that. What the Priest says is true; we can all attest to it."

Luther felt so enraged he thought he might faint. I definitely didn't check the almanac before leaving the house today, he thought mournfully.

With a voice trembling with suppressed tears, Luther asked, "Then what do you propose I do? Esteemed Priest."

Mo Han affected a thoughtful pause. "Hmm, that will depend entirely on your sincerity."

Luther quickly replied, "Sincerity? Tell me quickly!" Luther desperately wanted to escape this terrifying demon in the guise of a priest. What kind of priest is this? It’s a pity he didn't join the Dark Church, he thought secretly, though he dared not show it on his face.

Mo Han generously declared, "How about this: my wounded spirit needs significant calming, and the physical injuries require recuperation. You can cover that with 10,000 gold coins for emotional distress. Since I believe this was unintentional, I will cover the rest myself."

Luther jumped up and yelled, "What? Are you a vampire? Ten thousand gold coins! Why don't you just rob me outright?"

Mo Han remained unhurried. "Oh, if that’s the case, I have no choice but to report back to the Church and inform the Archbishop that you have scorned the Church of Light and willfully harmed one of its priests while refusing to take responsibility. And remember, I have many witnesses."

"You—you…" Luther was so choked with anger he couldn't speak. After agonizing for a moment, Luther conceded, "Fine, I’ll pay." He gritted his teeth and pulled a universal continental magic crystal card from his pouch. "Give me your account number, and I’ll transfer it to you," Luther said fiercely.

Mo Han turned and smiled at Daili. Daili smiled back, pulled out a crystal card, and handed it to Mo Han. Mo Han passed the card to Luther. Luther tapped a few times on his own crystal card, then touched the two cards together before returning it to Mo Han. "There, it’s done. You can check; I've transferred it," he muttered.

Mo Han returned the card to Daili, who examined it, smiled, and nodded at him. Mo Han thought to himself: Damn, these magic crystal cards are truly convenient. Much faster than transferring money on Earth. As someone from Earth, Mo Han certainly understood the misery of waiting in banking queues.

Mo Han grandly announced, "There. Seeing your sincerity, I shall forgive this unintentional lapse."

Luther remained silent. Upon hearing Mo Han’s words, he bolted away at incredible speed—a speed that seemed entirely disproportionate to his girth. This terrifying vampire-priest! If I don’t leave now, he’ll scare me to death, Luther thought furiously. Watching the retreating figure of the stout man, Mo Han shouted loudly, "Hey, Lord Viscount! Next time, don't go around flirting with girls and insulting the Church's priests, alright?"

Seeing Luther’s running form visibly stumble, Mo Han burst into happy laughter.

Daili walked up to Mo Han, smiling gently. "You only know how to bully people, but there’s nothing but deep affection in your eyes."

Anna also praised him happily, "Brother Mo Han, you were amazing!"

Mo Han puffed out his chest proudly. "Naturally! You have to consider who I am..." which earned him a collective eye-roll from Daili and Anna.

Just then, Mo Han noticed the girl named Yunxiang watching him. He turned to Daili and asked, "Do you have any more gold coins on you?"

Daili understood immediately and pulled out a money pouch, handing it to Mo Han. Daili murmured softly, "There are 200 gold coins inside."

Mo Han walked over to Yunxiang. "Little girl, take these 200 gold coins. Use them to give your father a proper burial. Then, find a place and start a small shop for yourself."

The girl, however, shook her head. "Thank you, benefactor, but thirty gold coins is all I need for my father's burial. I cannot take the rest."

Mo Han secretly nodded, What an honest girl.

He insisted, "The rest is for you to start your business. Take it, it’s fine."

But Yunxiang remained firmly resolute, shaking her head again. "No, I will not accept what is not mine. Please wait for me, benefactor. Once I have buried my father, I will come and serve as your servant."

Mo Han waved his hands quickly. "Ugh, no need! You misunderstood. I didn't intend for you to become my servant to help me."

Yunxiang spoke with a tearful voice, "Is it because you look down on Yunxiang, benefactor? Then I won't take the money either."

Now Mo Han was truly troubled. He had never considered making Yunxiang his servant. He could only look pleadingly toward Daili for help.

Daili walked over to Mo Han’s side, chuckling softly. "Heh heh, there are times you're at a loss, aren't there?" Mo Han scratched his head awkwardly. "Hehe, I’m afraid of nothing, except making girls cry."

Daili approached Yunxiang and comforted her in a low voice. "Miss Yunxiang, it's not that we look down on you. It’s just that we are a mercenary group, and we face unknown dangers at any moment. You have no martial skills or magic to defend yourself; bringing you along would only endanger you, do you understand? Moreover, we have many commitments that would slow you down."

Yunxiang spoke with unwavering determination. "I'm not afraid! Please take me in, Miss. If I stay here, I will inevitably fall into the hands of that Viscount Luther. You all saw what he’s like. After today’s events, he will certainly not leave me alone. Rather than fall into the clutches of that beast, Yunxiang would rather stay by your side."

Yunxiang continued, "If there is danger, I absolutely will not burden the two young ladies or the few gentlemen. If I truly die, it just means my fate was ill-starred. Please, please take me in," as she spoke, tears began to stream down her face.

Anna spoke up, "Sister Daili, she is so pitiful! Let's take her in."

"This…" Daili hesitated for a moment. "You need to think clearly. Following us means facing mortal danger constantly."

Yunxiang looked up with determination. "I am not afraid. I have thought this through very clearly."

Daili relented. "Very well then, welcome to the Flying Cloud family."

Yunxiang beamed with joy. "Really? Then thank you, Miss Daili, thank you, Miss Elf, and thank you, Young Master."

At this moment, Mo Han suddenly called out from the side, "Wait, wait a moment."

He leaped toward...