The ferocity in her eyes made Lin Wan so frightened that she slumped to the ground.
"Yu'er, listen to your aunt!" She repeated Miao Yunshen's words to Song Jinyu one by one.
But unfortunately, the young girl wouldn't listen to a word. "What Master decides is his business! Now, I'm in charge!"
"Your Highness... Qingfeng and Mingyue are here."
Zhong Yuanliu's men dragged two figures into the main hall. Song Jinyu was sitting upright on the master's seat, expressionless.
Zhongli Mingye walked in and caught sight of her at once. He hid the grief and heartache in his heart. He just... stood aside. Qingfeng watched in person as the cute and lively young girl from just a few days ago was now sitting there in a black robe, looking like a lifeless puppet.
Or rather, she was fierce. With her delicate features making a fierce expression, the bright and beautiful young girl became even colder and more charming.
"Your humble servants pay respects to the young mistress..." The two of them looked at her timidly.
"Bold! Are you blind... This is the young master!" Cheng Song stepped forward and kicked them down.
Song Jinyu looked up, looking down from a height, her imposing manner overwhelming. "You were the ones who served Master last?"
"Yes... It was us!"
Qingfeng and Mingyue were only fifteen years old this year, about the same height as Song Jinyu. But at this moment, under the imposing pressure in the hall, they could hardly stand still.
After Qingfeng and Mingyue were captured, the news reached the Elders' Council. Du Zhouli clenched his fists tightly. It couldn't be. Song Jinyu had no evidence at all. And Qingfeng and Mingyue had something on him.
"Just now, this young master has been thinking..." She suddenly stood up and slowly walked down. Standing beside them, her eyes drifted into the distance. "After all the hard work to find the Yin Grass for Master, with this young master's medical skills, although he was seriously ill, he could still live for a few more years."
"But in just a few months, Master actually passed away."
"Tell me, why is that?"
Song Jinyu was expressionless. She didn't even want to look at Lin Wan. Today, Lin Wan came to plead for the Elders' Council, which had already worn away all their affection.
At Song Jinyu's order, Du Zhouli finally rushed over, and Ouyang Jinse also followed in.
"Evil woman! What are you going to do..." Before his words fell, Zhongli Mingye slapped him flying with one palm. "Bold!"
No matter what Song Jinyu's attitude towards him was, Zhongli Mingye didn't want to hear anyone insulting her.
Du Zhouli wiped the blood from his mouth and stood up. "Song Jinyu! Are you going to destroy Tianmen Mountain?" The reproach in his words made everyone present change their expressions.
"Evil woman? Ha..." Song Jinyu retracted her gaze and stared at him fiercely. "Then this young master will show you what a real evil woman is!"
"I heard that there is a kind of evil art in Nanyang. Using corpse oil as a magic weapon can summon the souls of the dead." Her eyes became more and more terrifying, which made Qingfeng and Mingyue a little scared.
The young girl who had just turned fifteen had such a powerful aura. Ouyang Jinse seemed to be seeing Song Jinyu for the first time. It turned out that she had never changed. The cold-blooded girl at the age of six was still so cold-blooded today.
Zhongli Mingye was extremely heartbroken. The girl he had carefully protected had changed completely in just a few days.
"Guess... Where does this corpse oil come from?"
"It comes from roasting the chin of a dead person over a fire, drop... by drop..." As she said, she reached out and touched Qingfeng's chin. Her eyebrows were slightly bent, but there was no trace of a smile.
Qingfeng was so scared by her that he took a step back. Lin Wan wanted to step forward and hug her, but Song Jinyu straightened up and clapped her hands. "Come on, bring up the new toys this young master has prepared for them."
"I'm very interested in this evil art, but unfortunately, I didn't have the chance to try it before. Now..." She paused for a moment and looked at Du Zhouli. "Let's try it together!"
As soon as her words fell, Cheng Song had people carry up strange clamps. Everyone was attracted to them, not knowing what Song Jinyu was really up to.
It wasn't until Qingfeng and Mingyue were pressed onto them that everyone realized! A candle was lit under each of their chins!
Du Zhouli and Lin Wan only realized it later!
"Yu'er! This is too cruel!" Lin Wan couldn't bear to watch her gradually go crazy. This was the child she had watched grow up with her own eyes. How could she be so ruthless?
Song Jinyu gave her a contemptuous look. "Cruel?"
"Why didn't they say it was cruel when they were trying to harm my master?"
Du Zhouli couldn't bear it any longer. "What evidence do you have? Your master was already terminally ill..."
"The Yin Grass likes the shade. Taking it can bring the dying back to life. For seriously ill people, it can prolong their lifespan, at most a dozen years, at least a few years."
"But if you take it, you must avoid rosemary!"
"I smelled the smell of rosemary in Master's room yesterday..." Song Jinyu slowly closed her eyes. She didn't want to admit it, but... the fact was right in front of her! It was very likely that her uncle had murdered Master, and the people who had cooperated with him might be those senior brothers.
Lin Wan stayed in the hall. At this moment, she didn't know what to say. If the Yin Grass was used together with rosemary, it would quickly make people fall into a coma and feel dizzy.
Over time, they would become unconscious, weak, and pale as gold paper.
She knew it, and Du Zhouli knew it too. And as a well-known master of both medicine and poison in the Jianghu, Miao Yunshen would naturally know it too.
But how could rosemary appear in that room?
"Of course, the appearance of rosemary may be accidental, but in the teapot that Master used every day, although the tea scale that had accumulated over the years had been cleaned very clean, there were still many colorless and odorless mysterious things left!"
She gave a bitter smile. Master was dead. Only then did Song Jinyu realize that she should check those traces buried by time. Everyone present was shocked by this news!
"Master was seriously ill and had already lost his sense of taste..."
"I'm sure you two know this secret best, right?" Song Jinyu saw Qingfeng trembling imperceptibly. She lowered her head and looked at him carefully. "This young master will never wrong an innocent person!"
"Execute the punishment!"
Du Zhouli stared at the two of them fiercely, afraid that they would say too many things. He only hated himself for being afraid of leaving a handle and not daring to deal with these two page boys.
"A... A..." Their chins were roasted red by the candle flames.
Their bodies twisted like water snakes, but no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't escape the control of the specially-made torture device.
To prevent them from biting their tongues and committing suicide, Cheng Song stuffed Qingfeng and Mingyue's mouths. Before long, the smell of burning human flesh began to fill the hall. Song Jinyu observed and suddenly laughed. "Hmm... Sure enough, some human oil is dripping down." She turned around and smiled at Du Zhouli and Ouyang Jinse. "This young master will definitely make that magic weapon and give it to you as a souvenir!"
A souvenir that will make you unforgettable for the rest of your life!
Ouyang Jinse missed her gaze. At this moment, he began to regret! Recalling the first time he saw Song Jinyu a few years ago, she had finally become lively and cheerful, but now she had been forced into a desperate situation by him.
He hated her and felt resentful, but Ouyang Jinse didn't want her to change herself.
Qingfeng and Mitui stood there, stunned.
They couldn't believe their eyes. The cute, innocent, and lively young girl had now... become ruthless and merciless.