After Mad Dragon was released from prison, I shocked the world!

"Next, it's your turn, Ms. Fan."

Lin Li, holding the silver needles still damp with Fan Yuanxiong's bodily fluids, walked step by step towards Fan Zhonghui: "How was it? My surgery went quite well, didn't it?"

Looking at Fan Yuanxiong, who had become an idiot, Fan Zhonghui finally revealed a trace of fear in her eyes.

She was not afraid of death or humiliation, but the thought of becoming a walking corpse terrified her.

"Lin Li, I admit defeat!"

Fan Zhonghui took a deep breath and gritted her teeth, saying, "Kill me or torture me, it's up to you, but could you... just give me a quick death?"

"happy?"

Lin Li walked up to her, but instead of inserting the needles, he suddenly let out a cold laugh.

"Fan Zhonghui, keep acting, keep acting."

"W-what?"

Fan Zhonghui's eyes flickered slightly.

"How long are you going to keep up this act?"

Lin Li suddenly leaned down, his eyes fixed on Fan Zhonghui: "That good-for-nothing Fan Yuanxiong has neither the guts nor the ability to set up such a big scheme."

"The operating model of plantations, money laundering channels, the mobilization and command of invisible agents..."

He pointed at Fan Yuanxiong, who was still grinning foolishly: "Do you really think this idiot, who only knows how to yell 'help' and 'sell my sister' whenever he's in trouble, could come up with something like this?"

Fan Zhonghui's body stiffened slightly, but she still didn't speak.

"From the very beginning, Fan Yuanxiong was a puppet pushed to the forefront, your 'scapegoat'."

Lin Li said, word by word, "The truly ruthless person, the one manipulating everything behind the scenes—is actually you, Fan Zhonghui!"

No one spoke; the only sound in the room was Fan Yuanxiong's silly laughter.

After a long time, the expression on Fan Zhonghui's face suddenly disappeared.

"I never expected that someone could see through my disguise in a small place like Jiangcheng."

Her voice became languid and magnetic as she chuckled, "Since you've seen through me, I won't pretend anymore; it's exhausting."

As she spoke, she shifted into a more comfortable position, leaning back in her chair and even crossing her legs, completely disregarding her current status as a prisoner.

"That's right, Fan Yuanxiong is a good-for-nothing. But he is, after all, a man, and the eldest grandson."

Fan Zhonghui looked at the grinning Fan Yuanxiong with hatred in her eyes: "In the Fan family, no matter how well a woman does, she's just making wedding dresses for someone else."

"I started practicing martial arts at five and began learning business at ten. How many messes did I clean up for my family? How much money did I make?"

"And what was the result? Grandpa didn't even glance at me; all the resources and credit went to this good-for-nothing!"

Lin Li remained silent. Ever since he first met the Fan siblings, he had felt a strange sense of unease.

Fan Zhonghui is very smart, but seems unable to make important decisions at all, while Fan Yuanxiong is stupid, yet he holds the power of decision-making.

In this situation, the things that these two siblings did must have been Fan Zhonghui's idea, or rather, she would definitely try to guide Fan Yuanxiong to act according to her ideas!

"I'm not reconciled!"

Fan Zhonghui stared at Fan Yuanxiong, her emotions suddenly becoming very agitated: "So I supported this good-for-nothing and used him as my shield."

"Only when he draws the firepower in front can I truly seize control from behind!"

"Lin Li, you're a smart man. You should understand the pain of being talented but not appreciated."

Lin Li listened to Fan Zhonghui's accusations expressionlessly and said coldly, "I have no interest in the Fan family's internal affairs."

"I only care about one thing."

He suddenly reached out and placed two fingers on Fan Zhonghui's wrist to check her pulse.

"Your internal energy is stagnant, and your meridians are slightly open. There is a very strange nascent internal energy within you. Although you haven't yet developed true internal strength, you're almost there."

Lin Li's eyes were cold: "Tell me, who is your master?"

Lin Li had already sensed it when they clashed on the road.

Fan Zhonghui's marksmanship and movement skills are definitely not something that can be taught in an ordinary martial arts school; they carry a sinister and evil aura.

Upon hearing the word "master," Fan Zhonghui's expression changed slightly, then suddenly turned into a fawning one.

"Want to know who my master is?"

She suddenly leaned against Lin Li, her shirt collar slightly open, revealing a glimpse of snow-white skin.

"Lin Li, since you've seen through my ambitions, how about we cooperate?"

Fan Zhonghui's voice carried a seductive allure: "That good-for-nothing is finished. I need a new ally in the Fan family."

"You're strong and intelligent. If you release me, I can use the Fan family's resources to help you."

"even……"

She stuck out her tongue and licked her red lips, staring at Lin Li with fiery eyes: "I can be yours too."

"I'm no less capable than the women around you, and I know better than them how to help a man build an empire."

"If you agree, tonight I'll be your prize!"

Faced with this blatant seduction, Lin Li frowned.

He grabbed Fan Zhonghui by the collar and roughly pushed her back into the chair, his eyes devoid of any desire.

"Put away your whole outfit."

Lin Li said coldly, "A woman as heartless as you, even if you stood naked in front of me, I would only feel disgusted."

"If you don't tell the truth, I don't mind making you end up like Fan Yuanxiong, licking saliva on the ground."

"Ugh...disgusting?"

Fan Zhonghui, who was roughly pushed back into the chair by Lin Li, did not get angry or embarrassed. Instead, she let out a disdainful sneer.

She sized Lin Li up and down, her expression mocking: "Lin Li, are you a true gentleman, or just pretending to be high-minded?"

"If you won't even eat meat that's offered to you, you're either not a real man, or... you're impotent."

Fan Zhonghui suddenly grinned mischievously and said, "But that's true. I heard that the cultivation method you practice is quite special. You might just ruin it and only be able to stare at women helplessly, right?"

Lin Li was not provoked by this low-level provocation.

He didn't even change his expression; he just stared at Fan Zhonghui quietly until she felt a little uneasy.

"Provocation doesn't work on me."

Lin Li pulled up a chair and sat opposite Fan Zhonghui, speaking calmly: "Fan Zhonghui, the reason I say you're disgusting isn't because you're an ambitious person, nor because you want to use me."

"It's because of those eight girls on the plantation."

He gestured: "That's eight lives."

"For your own ambition, you tacitly approved and even condoned your subordinates in creating that kind of hell on earth. In your eyes, human lives are nothing more than numbers and tools."

"That's the most disgusting thing about you."

Fan Zhonghui's smile froze for a moment.

Looking into Lin Li's cold eyes, she felt a sense of panic for the first time.

"I didn't do that."

Fan Zhonghui frowned and gritted her teeth, saying, "Although I was in charge of the plantation project, that kind of perverse murder was carried out privately by Jiang Kuan and Pan Zhongwei, those Vietnamese!"

"Our Fan family wants to make money, we want to support assassins, but what we want is long-term profit, not this slaughterhouse!"