Jessica and her cousin were both absolute elites of a certain family.
They were also the pair most favored by the elders!
The elders placed all their hopes of compensating for genetic defects on them.
They were also confident enough to break the curse of imperfection!
This was a normal mindset.
After all, even children born in the slums felt, in their youthful years, that they were unique and could change the world.
But ironclad facts told them: "You are all just insignificant humans! If you must do this, then forget about breaking through your predetermined, tragic fate!"
Just as they were about to enter the marriage hall, an accident occurred.
The cousin's genetic defect manifested!
And it wasn't something like heart disease or diabetes.
It concerned the most crucial aspect of procreation—
What was to be done?
If the cousin could not fulfill this greatest mission, and Jessica could not bear a future descendant, he would lose his future position as clan leader.
This was a position he had secured since he was sensible.
Anyone who dared to contend with him would be sent to serve God!
"To prove he was a normal person, he knelt and pleaded with me on our wedding night."
Jessica's tone was indifferent: "The key was that he truly intended to take me with him. I was young then and didn't want to die, so I had to agree. Thus."
Thus—
Jessica used "physical means" to get through her wedding night and become a woman.
And to demonstrate her marital bliss, she had to secretly seek advice from experienced women.
This way, she could exude the unique charm of a newlywed, and walk with the gait of a young wife.
But physical means could not result in pregnancy.
It still couldn't solidify the cousin's future position as clan leader.
"Within seven years of marriage, I could only feign pregnancy three times, yet due to certain defects, I lost the right to be a mother within a few months."
A trace of sadness flickered in Jessica's eyes.
Then she smiled languidly, "I've grown thoroughly tired of this life. But he is getting closer and closer to the clan leader's seat. He absolutely cannot afford any mishaps from me becoming an obstacle to him claiming that throne."
Li Qianfan nodded in succession after listening.
If it were anyone else, they would surely be aghast.
Li Qianfan was not.
He had long heard from his father and the mothers about the affairs of the Moses family.
To be precise, the situation Jessica was currently facing was what the wealthy Hebrew clans had to face.
They were a degenerate and even more corrupt bunch of monsters!
Yet they were precisely that powerful.
He finally understood why Jessica exuded an aura of decadence.
No amount of money was truly omnipotent.
A normal marital life was so unattainable for Jessica.
"Tonight, I just realized how good it feels to be with a man."
Jessica closed her eyes: "Fan Yang, give me your contact information."
Li Qianfan replied, "We met by chance; there's no need for us to meet again in the Jianghu. Moreover, I really don't want your family to know that I once entered your life. That would bring you trouble, even danger."
Jessica opened her eyes: "I can make Emma die."
Emma died!
Then no one would know that Li Qianfan had ever appeared in Jessica's life.
Li Qianfan frowned.
He despised these people the most, those who knew they were doing wrong but made others pay the price.
Jessica saw what he was thinking and said, "When I said make her die, I was speaking metaphorically. In reality, she is one of my most loyal servants. For me to say let her die is the greatest honor she could have."
Looking at Jessica, who was composed and spoke as if discussing a normal matter, Li Qianfan felt an indescribable surge of disgust.
He immediately raised his hand and grabbed her ankle—
Jessica screamed, "No, I'll die!"
Then go and die!
Death—
What did it feel like?
Du Junlin had considered trying it several times, but at the last moment, she dismissed the thought.
Drip.
Blood dripped from the blade of the short knife she held.
Although she had finally abandoned the idea of trying death, she made others deeply understand how terrifying death was.
Five people.
Two dogs.
A lizard, three fish, and a small turtle.
Large and small, a total of 12 lives, all perished under Du Junlin's blade.
Truly leaving no trace of life!
She found a paintbrush and scribbled on the white wall.
A blood debt must be paid in blood—
Beneath the four blood-red characters was a bird with a red beak, black back, and white belly!
The son, husband, and father of this family was a member of the group that had encircled the Black Water Forest.
That hero named Bond had no siblings.
He was also the smallest tribal group to have engaged in bloody revenge by the White-bellied Bird.
Du Junlin came to kill them simply because his name appeared on the list, and Bai Ziyan happened to discover their hiding place, only a little over two hours away by car.
Li Qianfan was absent.
The White-bellied Bird was short one player—
Du Junlin came alone!
After recording a video and sending it to Bai Ziyan, Du Junlin turned and walked out with a vacant gaze.
In the small courtyard, there were two more corpses.
These were two masters sent by the Rhode family to secretly protect this family, or rather, to ambush the White-bellied Bird!
When Du Junlin broke into the house, these two hidden masters immediately attacked at the fastest speed.
They were confident they could capture the girl from the White-bellied Bird!
Unfortunately—
As soon as they rushed into the courtyard, a dark figure appeared behind them.
They were so formidable!
Yet within ten seconds of sensing someone behind them, they both died in the Northwest.
Shen Yun, like a porcelain doll, and Shen Chongchong, were always so decisive and ruthless when killing!
If Li Qianfan knew how cold-blooded and terrifying Shen Chongchong was in the dark, how would he feel?
Could he still shatter the porcelain doll?
Highly unlikely!
Du Junlin showed no surprise upon seeing these two corpses.
She had known about another top-tier master secretly assisting the White-bellied Bird since she was in Dongyang.
Du Junlin merely checked the cause of death of the two masters before quickly leaving the small courtyard.
This family lived in the suburbs.
It was already past two in the morning, and the roads and countryside were equally quiet, with not a soul to be seen.
Du Junlin, however, stopped the car she had casually "picked up" from the roadside in the city, got out, and stood by the road, looking in the direction of the Arc de Triomphe.
Hoo hoo goo gaa—
As an owl, attracted by the aura of death, flew joyfully past under the starry sky, Du Junlin suddenly cupped her hands around her mouth and shouted hoarsely into the wilderness: "Why!?"
"Why did you treat me like that?"
"I've waited for you for a full 21 years."
"I've apologized to you, I shouldn't have judged you unfairly before. I also broke off the engagement and won't interfere with matters between you and her (Su Ziyu)."
"But why won't you forgive me?"
"You'd rather spend money on professional women at the Arc de Triomphe when you can't control yourself, than have me!"
"Is it just because of Chongchong?"
"No!"
"You can have Chongchong, so why can't you have Yaoyao?"
"I don't care."
"I really don't care about Chongchong's existence."
"I just want to find the best outcome for myself after waiting for you for 21 difficult years."
"I've even dressed provocatively for you, and drawn my eyebrows."
"I've even actively placed my feet on your shoulders."
"But you still left, left, left."
"Wuwu—"
As the wind blew and the stars shone brightly, the girl who was shouting hoarsely slowly crouched down, hugged her knees, and was in great pain.
Several hundred meters away.
Shen Yun, hiding in the darkness, watched Du Junlin quietly, her heart filled with bitter sorrow.
This was the first time she had seen Du Junlin cry.
And cry so heartbrokenly.
It allowed Shen Yun to witness firsthand that beneath Du Junlin's strong (indifferent, vacant) exterior, there was also a fragile heart.
And emotions no less profound than hers!!
It was just that Du Junlin didn't know how to express them.
Shen Yun pursed her lips slightly and moved silently towards Du Junlin.
Du Junlin, who was wailing, suddenly stopped crying.
She could clearly sense someone appearing behind her, about three meters away.
Who!
Could appear three meters behind her so silently that she only noticed then?
Du Junlin slowly turned her head—