Chapter 122 - 103: Who Are We Really Working With?
No matter how Lin Wanxiao answers—whether it is yes or no—Lin Yan will die here.
If I must kill someone, I’ll do it openly. Chen Yi refused to resort to those despicable, duplicitous tactics of pretending to be noble and innocent while secretly striking from the shadows.
Moreover, Lin Yan deserved to die countless times over. The Lin Party had plagued the imperial court for years, and Cabinet Elder Lin was obsessed with cultivating the mystical arts, leaving all major and minor affairs to Lin Yan. The filthy deals and sordid entanglements that followed were beyond imagination.
As for how all this would impact Lin Wanguan, it wasn’t that Chen Yi didn’t care. It’s just that, weighing the pros and cons, leaving her a shadow in broad daylight was infinitely better than deceiving her and trifling with her emotions.
A heart broken as Ruo Shang, may recover as boundless strength.
Kicking aside Lin Yan’s corpse, Chen Yi wiped the blood off his blade, then sheathed it.
Blood flowed across the ground, merging into the hidden currents beneath.
Cabinet Elder Lin ascended to immortality but was shattered and killed, losing his Golden Body. His son, Lin Yan—the Lin Family Head—died within the underground palace. When the Tushan Clan receded once more into slumber and returned to the Capital City, the Lin Party would disband like monkeys scattering from a fallen tree.
Glancing at the unconscious Lin Family Young Lady lying there, Chen Yi exhaled deeply. Truth be told, he could have easily made degrading and filthy remarks about her in front of Lin Yan, indulging his own vengeful desires.
But doing so wouldn’t merely humiliate Lin Yan—it would also be an affront to the young lady.
Chen Yi, by nature, understood compassion. He had never been in the habit of insulting women in front of outsiders.