138: Lin Xian'er's plan to drag the good family into the water! [Explosive update, ask for a small gift]

When Lin Xianer stepped into the Cold Fragrance Pavilion, the air was filled with a stale and mournful atmosphere.

Everything here, including Lin Shiyin, who sat by the window in plain white, her face haggard but still undeniably beautiful, seemed to be shrouded in an unshakeable sorrow.

"Sister."

Lin Xianer's voice was full of concern and heartache as she quickly approached, her skirt brushing the cold floor:

"After a few days apart, why have you become so much thinner? If you don't take care of yourself like this, my heart will break just watching you."

Lin Shiyin slowly raised her head, her eyes, once brimming with poetic grace and tenderness, now held only desolation and despair.

She looked at her radiant and dazzling younger sister, a bitter curve forming on her lips:

"Xian'er... you've come. In my state, what's there to take care of? Living... is just passing the days."

Lin Xianer sat beside her, naturally taking her cold hand.

She sighed softly, her tone full of empathy: "I know, Sister, your heart has died because of Big Brother Long and Yun'er's matters.

How hateful that Lu Jiuyuan... his methods are so vicious! He forced Brother-in-law to his death, and now even Yun'er... Little Yun is still so young..."

Hearing the name "Lu Jiuyuan," Lin Shiyin's body visibly trembled, and a profound hatred erupted in her eyes, but that hatred was quickly submerged by an even deeper sense of powerlessness.

She closed her eyes, tears silently falling: "Xun Huan... he refuses to avenge me.

He said... he said Big Brother and Yun'er brought it upon themselves... Lu Jiuyuan is acting on behalf of the Dao, and his blade cannot strike a righteous warrior. How could he... how could he be so heartless!"

Her voice was broken, tinged with a sob, clearly indicating that Li Xunhuan's "betrayal" caused her more pain than her enemy's cruelty.

"Detective Li..."

Lin Xianer let out a soft hmph, a hint of undetectable sarcasm and strong indignation in her voice,

"He is, of course, a righteous gentleman, who must uphold Jianghu principles and discern right from wrong.

But he forgot, Brother-in-law was your husband, and Yun'er was your flesh and blood! No matter how wrong they were, it's not for outsiders to deal with them!

Especially not with such cruel methods! Detective Li acting like this... clearly means he doesn't have you in his heart, Sister!"

"He won't help me... In this vast world, who else can help me? I am a weak woman, unable to even tie a chicken... Besides waiting and crying, what else can I do?" Lin Shiyin's voice was filled with despair.

"Sister, you are not without options. In this world, Li Xunhuan is not the only one who can kill Lu Jiuyuan."

Lin Xianer's voice suddenly lowered: "It just depends on whether Sister... is willing to pay a certain price for revenge."

Lin Shiyin looked at her blankly.

Lin Xianer leaned slightly forward, her breath like orchids: "Sister, Shangguan Jinhong, the leader of the Golden Money Gang, possesses unfathomable martial arts and immense power. Even Li Xunhuan must be wary of him.

Lin Shiyin's heart skipped a beat, as if she foresaw something, and her face grew even paler.

Lin Xianer looked at Lin Shiyin, her eyes burning: "Gang Leader Shangguan is a true Hero. As long as he is willing to act, Lu Jiuyuan is sure to die!

And you, Sister... possess the greatest asset in this world to move a man."

Her gaze meaningfully swept over Lin Shiyin's face, which was still beautiful and captivating despite its haggardness, and her slender figure.

"Sister, think about it, Brother-in-law is gone, and Yun'er is no longer here.

Detective Li is full of worries, hesitant and unwilling to act for you. Men are all unreliable. A person can only rely on herself!"

"As long as you are willing... I am willing to introduce you to Gang Leader Shangguan.

A peerless beauty like you, Sister, with just a little charm, how many men in this world could refuse your request?"

"To exchange your temporary submission for your enemy's eternal damnation, for the peace and tranquility of your latter half of life... Sister, isn't it worth it?"

Lin Shiyin was struck as if by lightning, suddenly flinging away Lin Xianer's hand and shrinking back: "No! Xian'er... how can you say such things! How could I... how could I do such... shameless things!

I am Long Xiaoyun's widow, I..."

"Sister! You are too naive!" She scoffed, stood up, and looked down at the trembling Lin Shiyin, her eyes a mix of pity and disgust:

"What is shame? Can shame get you revenge? Can shame bring Long Xiaoyun and Long Xiaoyun back to life?

When you are consumed by hatred, weeping daily, sleepless nightly, can shame give you any comfort?"

"This world is inherently one where the weak are prey to the strong!

Men can obtain everything through martial power and authority. We women, if we want to achieve our goals, sometimes must utilize the best weapon bestowed upon us by heaven: ourselves."

Lin Xianer's tone softened again: "Sister, stop being so naive. Li Xunhuan won't help you; he has his own sense of justice in his heart.

Now, the only one who can help you is Shangguan Jinhong. And the only one who can move him is you."

"Think about how triumphant Lu Jiuyuan might be right now! Think about how he killed Yun'er, how he killed Brother-in-law!

Can you truly accept this? Are you truly willing to just let it go, and live out the rest of your life in regret and powerlessness?"

Each sentence was like a heavy hammer, fiercely striking Lin Shiyin's already crumbling psychological defenses.

She painfully covered her ears, curled up, tears streaming down her face, murmuring repeatedly: "Stop talking... please... stop talking..."

But Lin Xianer's words had already burrowed into her mind, gnawing at her reason and resolve.

She saw Long Xiaoyun's tragic state before his death, saw Long Xiaoyun's despair before his death, thought of Li Xunhuan's cold, painful avoidance... Finally, all the images condensed into Lu Jiuyuan's eyes, as indifferent as snow, looking down on all living beings.

An endless hatred, like a wildfire, burned through her entire body, burning away her fear, and also burning away certain things she had always held onto.

Her curled-up figure stopped trembling.

Lin Shiyin slowly, slowly raised her head.

The tear stains on her face were not yet dry, but in her desolate eyes, a chilling and frantic flame, making one's heart palpitate, had now ignited.

She looked at Lin Xianer, her voice cold, unlike her own, and terrifyingly calm:

"...Tell me, what should I do."

Lin Xianer looked at the flame in her sister's eyes, finally ignited by her own hand, a flame leading to destruction,

A smile slowly curved on her lips, breathtakingly beautiful, yet also venomously cruel.

She knew she had succeeded.

This sister, always so proud, always so elegant, the sister who possessed the most ardent love of Long Xiaoyun and Li Xunhuan, had finally been pulled into the mud by her own hand.

Until now, only two people in this world could resist her charms without a hint of wavering.

One was Long Xiaoyun, and the other was Li Xunhuan.

Their commonality was that they both loved the same woman, an incredibly beautiful woman whom even Lin Xianer sometimes envied: Lin Shiyin.

She possessed everything Lin Xianer had once desired to have.

When friendship and jealousy coexist, friendship becomes the most terrifying thing.

"Good sister, you've finally understood; this is how it should be."

Lin Xianer smiled, extending her hand again, gently caressing Lin Shiyin's cold cheek, her movements tender, yet her eyes like a viper's.

"Everything, just leave it to me, your younger sister, to arrange.

You only need... to be prepared."