She is a mad villain and it is hard to tell whether she is good or evil

Jiang Yan pulled up a sad and bitter smile. As expected, now he has become such a useless person. I'm afraid his junior sister doesn't want to see him anymore.

Looking down at his empty left arm, Jiang Yan seemed to be crazy and burst into laughter. The laughter echoed in the empty room, hurting the eardrums of the disciple beside him. The disciple was frightened and took several steps back, then turned around and ran out staggeringly.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, Jiang Yan bumped into A Yu.

His face suddenly darkened, and when he looked up, he saw that Ayu was not disguising herself and looked exactly like the proprietress of Qianjin Pavilion.

Jiang Yan's eyes turned red as if he had seen his enemy. He suddenly rushed forward. A Yu was unable to dodge and was grabbed by him by the arm.

"Hiss—" Ah Yu felt pain, her eyebrows raised, and she asked unhappily, "What are you doing?"

In an instant, the guards hiding in the darkness heard the sound and appeared one after another, quickly surrounding them. For a moment, the atmosphere was tense and chilling.

"Where is my junior sister!" Jiang Yan stared at A Yu, who was pinched so hard by him that it hurt.

She shook his hand away with an unhappy look on her face.

"Can you see the Sect Master whenever you want?"

A Yu glanced at Jiang Yan with displeasure on his face.

Jiang Yan's face changed, and a hint of madness flashed through his mind.

"what happened?"

Just as Jiang Yan lowered his head, a god came walking towards him. Xiaobai behind him was originally very excited, but when he saw that there were outsiders present, he pretended to be serious.

"Ah~" He let out a deep, low roar, carrying the pressure of a king, which made people feel scared.

Jiang Yan looked up, only to see that there was no warmth in Shen Ruo's slanted fox eyes.

Dressed in a cassock, gold and silver threads outline a scene of blooming flowers with colorful butterflies dancing among them.

She moved with light lotus steps, with a colorful bead hanging around her waist. Her every move was elegant, as if she was a fairy from heaven, bright and beautiful, yet people dared not look directly at her.

Comparing his current appearance, Jiang Yan felt himself to be extremely embarrassed.

For a moment, I didn't dare to look at Shen Ruo.

"Why are you here, senior brother?" Shen Ruo raised her jade hand slightly, and the people around her retreated respectfully.

A Yu also nodded and walked out.

Jiang Yan's eyes fell on the new cup of tea on the table, and a sad smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, like a withered leaf in the autumn wind.

"Junior sister, have you known this for a long time?"

Jiang Yan slowly raised his head and looked at Shen Ruo who was sitting lazily on the main seat, his voice trembling with an imperceptible tremor.

"Know what?"

The god seemed to hear nothing, and her white hands continued to tease Xiaobai leisurely.

Scallion White picked up a piece of dried meat with her fingertips, threw it gently, and it fell accurately into Xiaobai's mouth.

He looked like an ordinary person teasing his pet dog, with a nonchalant smile on his face.

Xiaobai ate happily, wagging his tail like a rattle, completely unaware of the undercurrents in the air.

Jiang Yan's face gradually became as gloomy as water, just like the night sky before a rainstorm.

On the other hand, Shen Ruo seemed to be immersed in his own little world and was unaware of his abnormality.

"The Jiang family...is gone."

Jiang Yan's lips trembled as he squeezed out these few words from between his teeth with difficulty, and each word seemed to carry a thousand pounds of weight.

"Oh? So, Senior Brother, are you blaming me?"

Shen Ruo then stopped what he was doing, raised his eyes slightly, and his gaze, as cold as snow, shot straight at Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan looked at him and felt a chill running from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. His lips trembled uncontrollably and his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't utter a word for a long time.

"No." Jiang Yan said with difficulty.

"Brother, why did you come to see me today?" Shen Ruo asked casually.

"How could the proprietress of Qianjin Pavilion be Junior Sister's person?"

"Or has she always been Junior Sister's person?"

Jiang Yan stared at Shen Ruo's stunning face, hoping to get a good answer.

However, Shen Ruo undoubtedly disappointed him.

"Yeah, senior brother, did you know about this?" Shen Ruo touched Xiaobai's head nonchalantly.

Xiaobai squinted his eyes in enjoyment, and a bitter smile crossed Jiang Yan's face.

"Then you blocking the knife for me is also fake, right?"

"Of course it's true." Shen Ruo said indifferently.

Jiang Yan asked with a hint of hope in his heart: "Then push him down..."

"I designed it, including everything you saw, the kind-hearted junior sister, Shangguan Xiruo who sacrificed herself to save the people, they were all my disguises."

Shen Ruo interrupted Jiang Yan without any concern, with a smug look on his face.

"How about it, don't you like it, brother?"

"Looking at your expression, I'm sure you like it." Shen Ruo opened her red lips with a smile on her face.

Jiang Yan had unspeakable sadness in his eyes and clenched his fists tightly.

Shen Ruo sneered: "What a pity, Junior Sister Xi Ruo died a long time ago."

"why?"

Jiang Yan's eyes were red and there seemed to be a layer of mist in them. He stared at Shen Ruo intently.

That look seemed to see through her, eager to get an answer from her.

"Why? Brother, don't you know the reason?" Shen Ruo opened her red lips slightly, and her words were as sharp as an ice knife.

"Brother, didn't you go to those backward continents just to find the son of destiny?"

After saying this, a mocking sneer appeared on her lips.

"I'm afraid that senior brother thinks that I am the son of destiny." Shen Ruo said with certainty.

Jiang Yan opened his lips slightly, wanting to say something but stopping himself. His throat seemed to be choked, and all his words turned into silence in the end.

"Don't tell me you really like me."

Shen Ruo raised her beautiful eyes with disdain and waved her jade hand.

With a "bang", a portrait was thrown heavily onto the table.

The portrait was subjected to force and expanded by inertia. The woman in the painting was smiling like a flower. Her eyebrows, eyes and facial features were surprisingly similar to Shangguan Xiruo.

Jiang Yan's face suddenly changed, and he looked up at Shen Ruo, his eyes full of shock and disbelief.

Seeing this, Shen Ruo raised her eyebrows and smiled with a hint of amusement: "What? Can't you recognize me, Senior Brother?"

She paused, her tone becoming colder: "Brother, haven't you always treated me as a substitute for the dead?"

"I don't!"

Jiang Yan was extremely anxious and immediately retorted loudly, with veins bulging slightly on his forehead, eager to express his feelings.

However, Shen Ruo didn't care at all and gently raised his hand to stop Jiang Yan from saying anything.

"It has nothing to do with me. I don't want to hear it."

"You had that chance to save Shangguan Xiruo, but you didn't act, right?" Shenruo asked disdainfully.

Jiang Yan opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word.

Yes, he had so many opportunities, and he could have obviously avoided those talismans, but he just wanted to test whether Shen Ruo was the son of destiny.

He did not resist at all and enjoyed Shangguan Xiruo's kindness to him.

However, he did not use his true strength at that time because he was afraid of exposing his identity.

"Aren't the major families all looking for the son of destiny?"

"He who gets the son of luck will get the world, right, Brother Jiang?"

Shen Ruo's confident words made Jiang Yan stand there in a daze.