"As for your son, it's just a tool for me to carry out my plan!"

"Yeah?"

Shen Jiacheng sighed, and after a while, he stretched out his right hand and took out a document from his bosom, smashing it directly on the ground.

"Do you really think I don't know everything about that year?"

"Twenty years ago, your lineage attacked and killed my Shen family, but I gathered a lot of manpower and material resources to completely destroy it."

"In the end, you are the only one left."

"You hid in an abandoned warehouse in our Shen family, lingering on your last breath, life would be worse than death."

"But at that time, my unfilial son happened to go to play in the warehouse."

"One is a vigorous young man, and the other is a mature and beautiful big sister next door."

"He saved you, but you have nothing to repay, and you actually gave yourself to a man ten years younger than you."

"Over the years, you have been in private contact."

"You use Shen Yu to train Shen Yu, hoping to control the Shen family through him in the future, so as to complete the revenge of the year."

"At the same time, you also fell in love with him because he saved you back then."

"In the past twenty years, you have made every step of the way, and everything you have developed to this day is nothing more than to let me die and let Shen Yu succeed smoothly."

"It's just, it's a pity."

"From the moment you met my son, I already knew everything."

"I didn't stop all of this from happening, I just wanted to see how good a man raised by a killer would be."

"But unfortunately, he let me down."

"A person like him is not worthy to inherit my Shen family."

"Sir Shen Yu, from beginning to end, it's just a joke."

Shen Jiacheng turned calmly, and turned around slowly: "Kill them both, and remember to choose a geomantic treasure for them afterwards."

Yun Qingtong's expression changed several times, and the next moment she took a step forward, hitting Shen Jiacheng's back with a palm.

"Master!"

"Master!"

A group of Shen family members exclaimed in an instant, but in the next moment, they saw Shen Jiacheng turn around suddenly, and landed on the center of Yun Qingtong's eyebrows.

"puff--"

Yun Qingtong spat out a mouthful of blood, and her figure flew across the sky.

She struggled to stand up, Shen Jiacheng had already grabbed a chopstick on the table, and flung it lightly.

With a crisp sound, a chopstick was added between Yun Qingtong's eyebrows, her face showed unwillingness and ferocity, and the next moment, her figure collapsed on the ground, completely losing her vitality.

"Qing Tong!" JrNovels.com