Chapter 34: Wei Yun's Pupils Tremble! My Linlin!
At this moment, Jiang Linlin was overjoyed and incredibly happy. Grandma Zhong, whom she had depended on her whole life, was now over eighty years old, bedridden, and unable to care for herself.
Seeing Grandma Zhong suffer, she also felt immense pain. Now, seeing Grandma Zhong able to walk around, with a rosy complexion, as if she had become more than ten years younger, her heart was filled with extreme gratitude!
Shen Anyu stood by the side, observing the scene with a faint, calculating smile hidden beneath a mask of benevolence.
The dusty sunlight filtering through the grimy windows seemed to avoid him, as if he were too radiant for this poverty-stricken apartment. He watched the tearful reunion between the grandmother and granddaughter with the detached interest of a scientist observing a successful experiment.
'Wei Yun's leeks were even easier to harvest than Xia Liu's,' he mused internally, the cold logic of a predator analyzing his prey.
Good heavens, he instantly gained eighty thousand Destiny Points just from this single act. This was merely Jiang Linlin's gratitude for saving Grandma Zhong. It was a simple transaction of medical skill for loyalty, yet the return on investment was astronomical.
He looked at the girl weeping tears of joy. Her face was flushed, her eyes shining like diamonds. If he could transform Jiang Linlin into his shape—molding her innocence into total devotion—how much Destiny Value would that bring him?
As expected of a "Pure Love" genre heroine. Shen Anyu loved pure love. It was the easiest to corrupt and the sweetest to taste.
Shen Anyu pondered playfully, but his face remained the picture of righteousness. He looked sincere and radiant, like a young saint walking the earth. He smiled gently and said to Jiang Linlin:
"Linlin, you are too polite. Since I have learned medical skills, it is my medical ethics to treat illnesses, save lives, and practice medicine for the benefit of the world. There is no need for such gratitude!"
At this moment, bathed in the dusty light of the small apartment, Shen Anyu seemed to be radiating a holy light, full of unwavering righteousness!
[Ding! Detected increase in destined heroine Jiang Linlin's favorability by +6! Plundering +18,000 Destiny Points!]
Jiang Linlin's favorability increased even more. The distance between them vanished. She didn't even mind Shen Anyu's somewhat intimate address of "Linlin." It sounded right coming from him.
Afterward, Shen Anyu sat down on a creaky wooden stool, ignoring the poverty of the surroundings, and chatted with Jiang Linlin and Grandma Zhong for a while.
He didn't display the arrogance of a rich young master. He listened to Grandma Zhong's ramblings about the past with patience, his demeanor approachable and noble, bridging the gap between their worlds. They became even more familiar.
She even stopped calling him "Doctor Shen" and instead called him "Brother Shen." Although Jiang Linlin felt it was a bit too intimate for a stranger she just met, she couldn't refuse when the benefactor who saved Grandma Zhong requested it.
As a good child who knew how to repay kindness, at this moment, she only felt immense gratitude and trust towards Shen Anyu; how could she still be wary of such a perfect gentleman?
Soon after, Grandma Zhong, having just recovered from a serious illness, felt a bit tired. Her energy was restored, but her body still needed to adjust.
"I'll go rest for a bit," she said, patting Jiang Linlin's hand. "You young people talk."
She went to the inner room to rest, leaving the two young people alone in the cramped living room.
The atmosphere shifted instantly. Without the elder present, reality crashed back in.
The joy of the miracle began to fade, replaced by the crushing weight of reality. Jiang Linlin looked around her small, shabby home—the peeling paint, the mismatched furniture—and then at Shen Anyu's bespoke suit that probably cost more than this entire building.
A hint of worry appeared on Jiang Linlin's pure and delicate face. She bit her lip, her hands twisting the hem of her cheap shirt until her knuckles turned white. She took a deep breath, mustered her courage, and said to Shen Anyu:
"Brother Shen... how much is the medical fee?"
She had looked at the prescription Shen Anyu left on the table. It contained many precious medicinal ingredients, such as century-old Ganoderma lucidum and sixty-year-old wild ginseng. These names alone sounded expensive, items she had only seen in luxury shop windows or read about in books.
She feared they would cost more than a hundred thousand yuan. Maybe even more.
She probably couldn't afford that much money. Her savings were meager, scraped together from live streaming and part-time jobs. Every cent was accounted for. Should she take out a loan? Or borrow money from Mi Mi? But she already owed Mi Mi so much...
If Shen Anyu knew Jiang Linlin's inner turmoil, he would probably sneer.
A hundred thousand? Try a million! And that was just for the raw materials.
Not to mention the value of Shen Anyu's intervention itself! With his [Extraordinary Medical Skill] that defied the laws of life and death, even a hundred million in consultation fees would not be too much for a wealthy tycoon to pay!
However, since Shen Anyu was playing the role of a "Great Benefactor," he not only wouldn't charge Jiang Linlin a single cent for medical expenses but would even be willing to give her several hundred million.
That would be in the future; let's not mention it now. The trap had to be set carefully.
Shen Anyu stared intently at Jiang Linlin. His gaze was deep and unreadable, making the air in the room feel heavy.
He waited until Jiang Linlin's face turned red from his scrutiny before he finally sighed.
"Brother Shen, what's wrong?"
Jiang Linlin became curious and asked in confusion. Was the fee so high he was afraid to say it?
She had originally felt a bit shy and embarrassed from Shen Anyu's intense gaze, but now hearing his heavy sigh, she was puzzled and anxious.
Shen Anyu looked deeply at Jiang Linlin, his expression turning solemn, as if he were bearing a heavy burden.
"Do you know why I came here this time?" he asked softly.
Jiang Linlin became even more curious. Her clear, beautiful eyes looked at Shen Anyu, and she shook her head, indicating she didn't know.
"I thought... you were a traveling doctor?" she whispered.
Shen Anyu's next words, however, made Jiang Linlin almost jump in surprise.
"It's related to your parents' murder!"
"What? Brother Shen, you… you're serious!"
Jiang Linlin's voice just rose in shock, but then she remembered Grandma Zhong resting in the next room and hurriedly lowered her voice. Her eyes, clear as lake water, looked nervously at Shen Anyu, and her small hand involuntarily grabbed Shen Anyu's arm, seeking stability.
"Yes, that's right!"
Shen Anyu feigned a solemn expression and nodded. He leaned closer, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper that sent shivers down her spine.
"You're still in college, aren't you? Living in a pure ivory tower. Do you know that there's a Dark World out there?"
"It is a world filled with slaughter, destruction, filth, and bloodshed. It is a place of brutality, injustice, and betrayal—the dark side of humanity, teeming with countless heinous criminals, assassins, and mercenaries who treat life like grass!"
"And your parents' death... is related to that Dark World!"
Listening to Shen Anyu's words, Jiang Linlin felt both sorrow and shock. Her world was simple; she couldn't imagine such darkness.
"Brother Shen, my parents were just ordinary workers. How could they be involved in such a Dark World?" she whispered, tears welling up again.
A smirk curved on Shen Anyu's lips, unseen by the distraught girl. The little white flower had taken the bait hook, line, and sinker.
"Because it involved one person!"
"Wei Yun, the orphan from the neighbor's house whom your parents adopted!"
Wei Yun?
Jiang Linlin's beautiful brows furrowed as she fell into thought. She searched her memory.
She had once returned to her hometown and asked the neighbors about the past. She naturally learned that her biological parents had adopted an orphan from the neighbor's house, named Wei Yun, and raised him until he was eight years old.
But after that bloody night, Wei Yun also disappeared without a trace. Many people believed that Wei Yun had also died under the killer's blade, just like Jiang Linlin's parents.
"Wei Yun is not dead!"
Shen Anyu gave a definitive explanation, his voice hard.
"Do you know about 'severing worldly ties'?"
Jiang Linlin shook her head, terrified.
"Wei Yun has excellent martial arts talent and is extremely ambitious. To seize the opportunity to be noticed by the blood-soaked assassin organization 'Shura' in the Dark World, and to have a chance to rise to power and become a big shot in the Dark World... he would stop at nothing!"
"These dark organizations are all brutal and bloodthirsty. The first step to joining them is to offer a 'pledge of allegiance,' or to 'sever worldly ties'!"
"And your parents... were Wei Yun's worldly ties!"
"That's why they died! He sacrificed them for his ambition! He killed the people who raised him just to join a cult of murderers!"
Shen Anyu laid out the "facts" directly, giving Wei Yun no chance to explain, getting straight to the point and painting the protagonist as a monster.
And that wasn't all! He needed to seal the deal.
Looking at Jiang Linlin's astonished, sorrowful, and disbelieving face, Shen Anyu took out his phone.
"I know it is hard to accept. But facts are facts."
He showed her a series of pictures and texts he had prepared—doctored and contextualized to support his narrative.
"After Wei Yun severed his worldly ties, he was indeed accepted as a direct disciple by Shura, the leader of the assassin organization, and was meticulously trained!"
"Over the past twenty years, Wei Yun has rendered countless services to the Shura organization, earning him the title of 'Death God' in the Dark World, a notorious name. Thirteen hundred and seventy-seven innocent souls have fallen at his hands!"
"His hands are stained with blood, and his sins are monstrous!"
"He also became the second-in-command, second only to the leader of Shura!"
"These thirteen hundred and seventy-seven innocent souls were all stepping stones for Wei Yun!"
"These pieces of evidence were only discovered after my Family, which is behind me, destroyed the Shura assassin organization and ended all this evil!"
Among the images was Wei Yun's original face—a rather handsome young man with cold, dead eyes—standing over a pile of corpses.
It was a stark contrast to the innocent boy she had imagined dying with her parents.
"He looks different now," Shen Anyu added, swiping to the next photo—a candid shot of the security guard at Modu University.
"Unlike the ordinary appearance he now disguised with a human skin mask. After all, Wei Yun was a top assassin, the Death God, in the Dark World, with arrest warrants in various countries. How could he stay put without disguising himself and his identity?"
"Especially in Yanxia, which is a forbidden zone for assassins and mercenaries!"
Jiang Linlin stared at the screen, her hands shaking. The security guard who always stared at her... the creepy one... was the monster who killed her parents?
And at this very moment, Wei Yun, sporting an ordinary passerby's face, was anxiously rushing towards Grandma Zhong's house, filled with worry after learning that Jiang Linlin had taken leave…
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