Bizarre: Forced into an arranged marriage, his wife turns out to be a demon emperor?

Cries, pleas for mercy, and screams mingled together, completely igniting panic among the crowd.

They wanted to run, but found that their bodies simply wouldn't obey them.

They could only kneel there, watching helplessly as the figure in red slowly raised his hand.

Red threads began to spread from her fingertips, like a giant spider web covering the entire mountain.

Lin Guofu knelt at the front of the crowd, tears streaming down his face, and desperately kowtowed to the ground.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! It's my fault! I was blinded by greed! Lin Che! For the sake of your dead father, spare your second uncle's life!"

He thought of Lin Che's father, that honest and kind-hearted elder brother who had been kind to others all his life.

It's too late.

The moment he decided to push his own nephew into the fire, it was too late.

Red ribbons filled the sky.

The village's "homecoming banquet" has finally begun.

Red silk threads weave a sparse yet leak-proof net in the air.

They have no physical form, yet they possess a sharp edge that can cleave through everything, silently sweeping past the crowd.

The first to be touched were a few villagers who were running on the outermost edge, trying to escape from the back of the mountain.

There were no screams.

The group of people froze, their expressions of terror solidified, and then they scattered.

It didn't explode, nor did it turn into blood.

Instead, it's like a pile of unstable building blocks, silently breaking down from head to toe into pieces, falling to the ground, and it's impossible to tell which part belongs to which.

This silent disintegration is more terrifying than the most heart-wrenching screams.

It conveys a message.

Running is useless.

Everyone froze in their tracks.

They knelt on the spot, their bodies trembling, watching helplessly as the red web of death swirled and contracted above their heads.

Lin Guofu completely broke down.

He abandoned all dignity, crawling on his hands and feet, on his knees, toward Lin Che, and desperately kowtowing when he was still a few steps away from Lin Che.

The ground was quickly turned blood red from his impact.

"Lin Che! Xiao Che! Your second uncle was wrong! Your second uncle was really wrong!"

His voice was hoarse and choked with sobs; every word he uttered was mixed with snot and tears.

"Second Uncle has been blinded by greed! He's been misled by that charlatan! I didn't really mean to harm you!"

"For the sake of your deceased father! Your second uncle treated him well when he was alive! I even held you when you were little! Don't you remember?"

"Spare me! Please, make her spare me!"

He mentioned Lin Che's father.

Lin Che's body showed a slight reaction.

He raised his eyelids, and his dark eyes finally landed on Lin Guofu's tear-streaked face.

Father.

Of course he remembers.

The man who had lived an honest life held Lin Guofu's hand before he died, asking him to take good care of his only son.

How did Lin Guofu agree to that?

Patting his chest, he made a solemn vow.

The results of it?

The result was that he was tied up, stuffed into a coffin, and offered as a sacrifice to an unknown ghost.

Now, he even has the nerve to mention his own father.

Lin Che looked at him without saying a word.

There was no anger, no resentment, nothing in those eyes.

There was only a deathly silence, pure indifference.

This indifference sank Lin Guofu's heart to the bottom.

He couldn't see even the slightest possibility of being persuaded in Lin Che's eyes.

It’s over.

His survival instinct led him to turn in another direction.

He looked up at the figure in blood-red robes suspended in mid-air.

"Wise... Wise Goddess! Divine Grandmother! I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness! I have offended you!"

"You're so magnanimous, just ignore me! I'll set up a memorial tablet for you, and I'll burn incense for you every day!"

Su Hongyi looked down at him, her beautiful face expressionless.

She seemed completely oblivious to what the ants on the ground were saying.

Her attention, from beginning to end, was focused on only one person.

She turned her head to look at Lin Che, her empty eyes holding a hint of inquiry.

Lin Che understood what she meant.

He looked away from Lin Guofu.

He simply shook his head slightly at Su Hongyi.

Then, he raised his finger and pointed to Lin Guofu's legs, which were still moving on the ground.

The meaning is clear.

Don't let him die.

And don't let him stand up again.

Su Hongyi understood.

She raised her hand, and a red ribbon flew out from her sleeve, like a venomous snake that had come to life.

The red ribbon drew a graceful arc in mid-air, moving at a speed too fast for the naked eye to follow.

Lin Guofu didn't even see what happened.

He only heard two crisp "snap" sounds.

Immediately afterwards, a piercing pain came from his knees.

"ah--!!!"

He let out a bloodcurdling scream, fell backward, and rolled wildly on the ground, clutching his legs.

His two lower legs were twisted outwards at an odd angle.

The bones were all shattered.

This scene made all the kneeling villagers around tremble with fear.

Many people lost control of their bladders on the spot, and the foul-smelling liquid spread beneath them.

It's too cruel.

This kind of retribution is more agonizing than death itself.

Just then, a figure suddenly sprang up from behind the crowd!

It's Master Zhang!

Taking advantage of everyone's attention being on Lin Guofu, he quietly retreated. Now that he saw this, he knew that if he didn't run now, he would miss his chance!

He used every ounce of strength in his legs and rushed down the mountain like a madman.

He didn't even dare to look back.

However, he had only run a short distance.

A red light caught up with him from behind, as fast as lightning.

"Pfft!"

A soft sound.

Master Zhang's body suddenly stiffened. He looked down and saw a piece of red cloth piercing through his right shoulder, dripping with blood.

A tremendous force pulled him backward.

"Bang!"

He was nailed firmly to the trunk of a crooked old tree.

The red ribbon pierced through his shoulder blade, hanging him there.

He didn't die.

The excruciating pain kept him conscious. He hung from the tree, his limbs limp and hanging down like a worm on a fishhook, making hoarse, gurgling sounds as he breathed.

Lin Che didn't even glance at him.

He simply listened quietly to the system notifications that kept ringing in his mind.

[Ding! Fear level from Lin Guofu +300!]

[Ding! Fear level from Aunt Wang +200!]

[Ding! Fear level from Master Zhang +500!]

【Ding! ...]

[Congratulations, host! Your fear level has exceeded 1000! The system shop is now open!]

Lin Che's consciousness sank into the system.

A virtual panel unfolded before him, displaying a dazzling array of goods.

【Ghost Servant Contract (Beginner)】: Price: 500 Fear Points. Allows you to forcibly contract a monster of D rank or lower to become your servant.

[Yin Qi Pill]: Price: 100 Fear Points. Can slightly replenish your wife's energy, keeping her sanity.

[Concealing Aura Talisman]: Price: 200 Fear Points. Temporarily conceals your and your wife's eerie aura, preventing detection by advanced supernatural or human organizations.

……

Lin Che's gaze swept over them quickly.

These things are very useful at this stage.

The only price to pay for them was to instill fear in those who had once wanted him dead.

A worthwhile deal.

He raised his head and glanced at the villagers kneeling on the ground, trembling like leaves.

Su Hongyi seemed to be waiting for his next instruction.

The moment he nods, this place will turn into a true hell on earth.

Kill them all?

The thought flashed through Lin Che's mind.

He looked at those faces that were once familiar, but now looked incredibly ugly.

Killing them would be too lenient on them.

Death can sometimes be a relief.