The protagonist committed numerous evil deeds.

Chapter 31 Twilight Mountain Town 24

Wen Li found it laughable, yet also somewhat indignant, saying, "The Jiang family raises you like a dog! Even if they found Jiang Yanqing, there's no need to abandon you. You brought this upon yourself! You deserve to die for touching those harmful forbidden techniques of the Jiang family! Were the brides in Mushan Town who married the mountain ghosts poisoned by you? According to the family rules, daring to touch forbidden techniques should have meant committing suicide on the spot! We spared your life, and you act like a vicious dog, barking everywhere! You even continue to harm people! Who can beat you in hypocrisy?"

"So what? It's their honor that they died for me. I'm going to become an immortal someday! Besides, how well have I treated them all these years? Without me, who knows how many people would have died in Mushan Town!"

Jiang Shanyuan became increasingly convinced of his own innocence, even of his own kindness: "Over the years, I've suffered seventy-two injuries, large and small, while saving them. Oh, and this time too. This injury was so severe it almost cost me my life, so let's count that as three times. Every year I send them money and rice, spending a total of one hundred taels of gold annually. That's a thousand taels over ten years. And I also owe them..."

"That's enough! Shut up!"

Wen Li was at her wit's end. She had once compared him to Shen Yingsi; this kind of person didn't deserve it at all. He remembered every single thing she had done for him, silently keeping track of how much he should take from others to make it worthwhile. This kind of person would never learn gratitude!

"Shut up? Why should I shut up? I've sacrificed so much, killing only a few people each year. I've done a great job! Where in this world can you find such a virtuous person as me?"

Jiang Shanyuan questioned Wen Li with a face full of doubt, his emotions running high. He had been pretending for so long that he had almost forgotten what his real self was like.

“This time I accidentally fell into your and that prince’s trap, but don’t think you can kill me just like that. Don’t you want to find out the truth about the Jiang family’s massacre? If you kill me, then no one will be able to help you,” Jiang Shanyuan said fearlessly.

Wen Li clenched her fists, desperately suppressing the urge to kill him right now.

Do you know the truth behind the massacre of the Jiang family?

"I don't know, but I do know a little bit about the inside story. Otherwise, why would all the Jiang family's money and treasures be in my possession?"

Jiang Shanyuan picked up a handkerchief from the bedside and slowly wiped away the blood he had just vomited, then couldn't help but show it off.

“Niece, your uncle is about to become a half-immortal. When that happens, I will establish a sect, and the number one swordsmanship in the world will still belong to our Jiang family.”

"Could you first tell me the details related to the Jiang family's massacre back then?" Wen Li said, clenching her fists. She couldn't stand this scoundrel's boasting any longer.

"Oh, that won't do. If I told you, I'd be dead. Don't think I don't know that you Jiang family members are all treacherous scoundrels."

Wen Li drew the sword that belonged to Jiang Shanyuan and held it to his neck.

"If you don't talk, I'll kill you right now."

"Kill me? You dare kill me without getting any clues? If you kill me, you'll never know how they were wrongfully killed."

Jiang Shanyuan ignored Wen Li's threat and continued, "That good-for-nothing Jiang Yanqing can't even lift a sword, how can he compare to me? And those two idiots, Jiang Yanyu and Jiang Yansheng, dared to look down on me, and now they're nothing..."

A sudden gust of wind swept in from outside, sending branches and leaves flying wildly, and the open windows creaking and rattling. All of this disturbed Wen Li's peace of mind.

"And your mother, Jiang Yanhong! She never treated me like a brother from beginning to end! Since your Jiang family adopted me, why... ah!"

Jiang Shanyuan stared in disbelief at the sword piercing his chest and the trembling hand that held it. He wanted to say something, but it was too late. His upper body fell straight down, his eyes still wide open, but his mouth and nose were already lifeless.

"Threatening me? Then go die."

Si Xiaxia was so frightened that she trembled. She couldn't utter a word, her teeth chattering rapidly.

The wind outside had stopped at some point, and the fallen leaves that had been dancing in the air lay quietly on the ground. The branches were no longer swaying wildly, and a small bird even perched on the windowsill, chirping occasionally.

Wen Li loosened her grip on the sword and wiped the bloodstains off her hands with a handkerchief.

Si Xiaxia: "Host, why...why did you kill him?"

"I know what I need to know, and I will know what I cannot know in the future."

Regardless of whether Jiang Shanyuan knew the truth or not, Wen Li was hesitant to believe the words of such a heartless and treacherous person.

Furthermore, Jiang Shanyuan left the Jiang family at the age of eighteen, and the Jiang family was wiped out three years later. Too much time has passed, so what he probably knows are just some rumors from the outside world.

"Then why did you take action? He was guilty, and others could have punished him. But what if it was you who was found out..." Si Xiaxia couldn't finish her sentence.

"If it turns out that I was the one who killed him, some people will maliciously speculate that I deliberately framed him, right?"

Wen Li casually tossed aside the handkerchief she had used to wipe her hands; the handkerchief, lying quietly, bore the emblem of the Xuanling Sect.

"I don't care, my cravings can't hurt me."

Wen Li slowly got up and walked out of the room, while Jiang Shanyuan on the bed still stared wide-eyed.

After a long while, a white figure entered the room. He picked up the handkerchief from the ground and carefully put it away.

Then the person threw a piece of paper on Wen Shanyuan's bedside table and quietly left.

The paper was covered with dense writing, and the first three characters were prominently displayed: "Confession".

-

That night, Wen Li thought she would have insomnia, but she slept quite soundly, a rare occurrence. In her dream, she saw her mother, whom she hadn't seen for ten years.

The mother led her to a group of people whose faces she couldn't see.

She heard her mother proudly introduce them: "Brother, this is your niece, my daughter. She will definitely help our Jiang family clear our name."

A tear rolled silently from the corner of her eye into her hair, unnoticed by anyone.