Bai Yu Sheng disappeared, leaving behind only pools of blood.
Lin Zi Tong suddenly awoke.
Had she killed Bai Yu Sheng?
How had she done it?
She immediately looked at the strange silhouette before her.
This silhouette exuded a malevolent aura of frenzy, bloodlust, and hatred.
It had devoured Bai Yu Sheng and seemed unsatisfied, its mouth making noises from time to time as if savoring Bai Yu Sheng's taste.
Lin Zi Tong did not recognize this shadowy mass at all. Just now, in her extreme rage, some power within her seemed to have broken free from its confinement.
Afterward, this shadowy mass had appeared.
She watched the shadow warily.
"Master, whom else do you wish to kill?" the shadow asked in a low voice.
Lin Zi Tong questioned, "Who are you?"
"You don't recognize me?" The shadow chuckled. "That's right, the last time we met was in..."
The shadow's words stopped abruptly. It seemed to sense something and, in an instant, burrowed into Lin Zi Tong's palm and vanished!
Lin Zi Tong quickly checked her palm, fearing that this shadowy mass might bring her something ill.
She saw a strange black symbol on her palm, faintly resembling a skull.
Before she could ponder further, footsteps echoed from outside the door again.
Bai Mu Yu slowly entered the room.
He glanced at the blood splattered on the wall and frowned.
Lin Zi Tong thought to herself that things were not good. Her impulsive act of killing Bai Yu Sheng might have dire consequences.
Would the enraged Bai Mu Yu kill her on the spot?
To her surprise, Bai Mu Yu was remarkably calm. "You killed Bai Yu Sheng?"
Lin Zi Tong gritted her teeth, enduring the powerful pressure emanating from Bai Mu Yu, and replied with neither subservience nor arrogance:
"I did."
Not only did she kill him, but she didn't even leave a corpse.
Bai Mu Yu did not show anger, only confusion.
How had Lin Zi Tong killed Bai Yu Sheng?
And why was there no corpse left?
Lin Zi Tong said coldly, "I killed him. What will you do to me?"
"If he's killed, he's killed. My Bai family has countless descendants; we won't miss one useless person like him."
Bai Mu Yu was exceedingly indifferent to Bai Yu Sheng's death. Even a child would feel a little distressed over losing a disliked toy, yet Bai Mu Yu showed no emotional fluctuation when discussing the death of a descendant.
As an old ghost who had lived for hundreds of years, he had long since attached little importance to blood relations.
In his eyes, his descendants were merely tools to consolidate his status.
When tools are used up, they should be discarded.
Lin Zi Tong became even more perplexed. If Bai Mu Yu wanted her to marry Bai Yu Sheng, why was Bai Yu Sheng's death of no consequence to him?
Bai Mu Yu floated in mid-air, breathing the blood-tinged air.
Lin Zi Tong suddenly remembered that since Bai Mu Yu was floating, whose footsteps had she heard earlier?
Then, a man in black entered from outside the door.
After entering the room, the man began to appraise Lin Zi Tong.
Lin Zi Tong appraised him in return.
For some reason, Lin Zi Tong vaguely felt as if she had seen him somewhere before.
"Do you think Yan Shou Yi will come to save you tomorrow?" the man asked.
Lin Zi Tong remained silent.
Then the man laughed, "Let him come. He's just a greenhorn; he can't change anything. Especially my affairs."
Bai Mu Yu looked at the man. "To help you set up the marriage array, my Bai family has also sacrificed a great deal. After tomorrow, I hope you will fulfill your promise."
"My word, Tong Jing Cheng, is always as good as gold."
The man pointed at the wedding attire on the table and said to Lin Zi Tong, "This wedding attire was personally chosen by me. Tomorrow, I want to see you wearing it."
Lin Zi Tong retorted angrily, "Why should I listen to you?"
"You can choose not to listen. When I come to see you tomorrow, if you are not wearing this wedding attire, my men will kill Lin Ruo Fu."
"You...!"
Unexpectedly, to force her compliance, the man before her had already targeted her father!
Lin Zi Tong could sacrifice her life for Yan Shou Yi, but she could not bear to watch her father be innocently killed.
Thus, a hint of compromise appeared in her eyes.
Seeing this, the man softly comforted her, "Rest early tonight. I hope she looks less tired when I see her."
"You talk like a lunatic," Lin Zi Tong glared at the man.
Bai Mu Yu guffawed from the side.
The man shrugged indifferently.
If she didn't understand now, she would understand tomorrow.
The man and Bai Mu Yu left, and soon, attendants came to clean up for Lin Zi Tong.
The attendants were also quite startled by the blood all over the room, trembling uncontrollably as they cleaned.
Lin Zi Tong returned to the windowsill, her mind filled with many doubts.
Who was that man?
Tong Jing Cheng?
That name seemed to ring a bell.
Suddenly, Lin Zi Tong recalled.
Wasn't Tong Jing Cheng the once-in-a-millennium genius of the Lu Shan Sect?
Wasn't he her master's senior disciple brother, her martial uncle?!
Most importantly, Tong Jing Cheng was clearly dead!
Lin Zi Tong found it unbelievable, but she realized the man's appearance was exactly the same as the portrait of Tong Jing Cheng in her master's room!
Could the person collaborating with the Bai family be him?
Immediately, Lin Zi Tong thought of the evil shadowy mass from earlier.
She picked at the mark on her palm and even called out a few times, but the shadow did not respond.
The strange events of tonight left Lin Zi Tong utterly bewildered.
Gradually, she gave up thinking, her mind only occupied by Yan Shou Yi's image.
Upon realizing Tong Jing Cheng's existence, she couldn't help but worry about tomorrow's events.
The big fool would definitely come.
But could he contend with the once-in-a-millennium genius of the Lu Shan Sect?
...
The next day, early in the morning.
When Yan Shou Yi woke up, the custom-tailored suit he had ordered the previous night had also been delivered.
After washing up, he changed into the suit.
As it was custom-made and crafted by a master tailor who had poured his lifelong learning into it,
the suit fit Yan Shou Yi perfectly and did not hinder his movements in the slightest.
Most importantly, this suit made Yan Shou Yi's entire demeanor completely different from before.
Previously, he had seemed like a country bumpkin who had just arrived in the city.
Uncouth, even a bit foolish and simple.
But now, in his suit, he looked incredibly spirited. Even with his slightly messy hair, he resembled a prince.
Even Luo Ning, upon seeing him, couldn't help but exclaim, "I never realized Yan Shou Yi had such good underlying features... Lin Zi Tong is truly fortunate!"
Besides Yan Shou Yi, the "protagonist," the group of rescuers also had two other members.
Long Fei Cheng and Xue Kai.
These two also received their own suits, and after putting them on, they looked much more spirited.
The three of them standing together were like a male modeling team!
It made the elderly neighborhood aunties by Old Jin's house drool, lamenting why they weren't wealthy matriarchs, otherwise, they would surely experience much different joys.
Long Fei Cheng sighed, "Brother Yan, although your suit is already perfect, it's still a tiny bit inferior to mine. The specific difference, you see, is that I'm a tiny bit handsomer than you! Don't be discouraged; I can see you're a stock with potential. Keep it up!"
Luo Ning on the side was speechless. Long Fei Cheng's greatest asset was his confidence.
Xue Kai quietly asked Yan Shou Yi, "Should I kill this shameless guy for you?"
Yan Shou Yi quickly stopped Xue Kai. "What are you thinking? Xiao Long is my good brother!"
Xue Kai sighed, "Alright, I admit it was me who wanted to kill him."
Yan Shou Yi felt a bead of sweat on his brow. If he let Long Fei Cheng continue to be so confident, it might indeed bring him fatal trouble?
"You scoundrel, you really are something. Seeing you dressed like this, even your great-grandfather here feels like getting a suit." Zhang Shan Tong, floating nearby, teased.
Yan Shou Yi asked, "When do you plan to reveal yourself, old man?"
"Now!"
With a transformation, Zhang Shan Tong suddenly appeared.
Not only did he appear, but Zhang Shan Tong also conjured a white plaid suit for himself!
Thus, beside Yan Shou Yi, there suddenly appeared a handsome old man in a suit, holding a cane, wearing sunglasses, and sporting a white beard.
"Holy cow!"
Long Fei Cheng jumped up in fright, then shouted, "How dare you! What kind of monster are you, running wild here! Don't you know this is your Grandfather Long's territory?!"
Zhang Shan Tong directly raised his cane and poked it into Long Fei Cheng's throat.
"Little brat, speak respectfully. Didn't your parents teach you about respecting the old and caring for the young?"
Long Fei Cheng's eyes widened, and he quickly pulled the cane out of his mouth, angrily retorting, "I don't have parents!"
Zhang Shan Tong paused. "Could it be that, like that monkey king, you popped out from a crack in a rock?"