After nine lifetimes of reincarnation, the yandere villainous heroine descends.

"The conflict between my mother and you is their past. I have no right to forgive her, nor can I accept your apology with equanimity."

Shen Shuchou's tone was flat, revealing no trace of joy or anger.

"The guilt and remorse in your heart are ultimately your own unresolved issues. As her son, the only thing I need to do is find out whether she is alive or dead. If she has already been murdered, I will definitely seek justice from the Shen family for her."

After hearing these words, Shen Jiaxuan trembled slightly, his heart filled with mixed feelings.

"As far as I'm concerned, you could have kept this story forever, but now that you're willing to tell me the truth, I'm already grateful. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave."

Shen Shuchou added a sentence, but before he finished speaking, he had already taken a step to leave.

"Thank you for your understanding, child."

Shen Jiaxuan said in a low voice, then spoke seriously, "But I'm still convinced that your mother wasn't murdered. She most likely just returned to her own world. I've been investigating for years without any results. Perhaps she deliberately hid her whereabouts and didn't want to be found. But if you were to investigate, I firmly believe that you would definitely find clues."

"Thank you for your kind words, Fourth Uncle."

Shen Shuchou nodded his thanks.

After saying that, he strode out of the living room.

Shen Wanfu, who was sitting alone with her head down, sighed softly. Without offering any words of comfort, she quickly went out the door and followed Shen Shuchou.

"My father..."

Shen Wanfu quickly caught up with Shen Shuchou, but before she could finish speaking, her gaze swept over the entrance of the manor, her pupils suddenly contracted, and she abruptly stopped speaking: "Shen Luoning."

She immediately stepped forward, her expression wary, and coldly questioned, "Shen Luoning, what are you doing here?"

Before the words were even finished, the air in the entire courtyard suddenly froze.

Shen Luoning stood quietly in place, without moving, her expression even calm and expressionless.

But just one glance from her carried an icy chill that instantly enveloped Shen Wanfu.

It was a gaze that Shen Wanfu had never seen before, an indifference that disregarded all living beings, as if everyone else in her eyes was an ant.

A single, fleeting glance was enough to freeze Shen Wanfu's blood, making her feel as if she had fallen into an icy abyss.

In an instant, she indifferently withdrew her gaze and fixed it on Shen Shuchou.

A faint, gentle smile slowly curved her lips, the curve just right, making her look docile and harmless.

But when Shen Shuchou saw that smile, it sent a chill down his spine and made his heart sink.

Although what I see before me is Shen Luoning's physical form, her aura is clearly that of Lu Wanheng, the female lead in her seventh life.

What he had always secretly feared had finally come to pass.

It was a deep-seated, silent, morbid obsession, a suppressed madness spanning generations, almost destructive, beneath a calm surface.

She gazed at him quietly, her eyes thick and obsessive, like a hunter who had been lying in wait for many years, finally finding his only lost prey.

Quiet and patient, yet extremely dangerous.

At the same time, on the other side of the courtyard, Luo Shisan slowly walked out, his cold eyes instantly locking onto Shen Luoning, his spiritual energy quietly tightening, his vigilance reaching its peak.

Shen Luoning seemed oblivious to this, her gaze fixed on Shen Shuchou the entire time, her tone gentle and calm: "Disciple! Don't you intend to say anything to your master?"

She spoke very slowly, each word landing precisely on her lips.

"My disciple, do you resent me?"

"You promised me back then that you would be my apprentice for life. But you lied to me."

"Now that things have come to this, shouldn't you say something to me?"

The plain words, without screams or rage, conceal a twisted obsession, a gentle exterior concealing a mad core that sends chills down your spine.

Shen Shuchou was extremely familiar with this aura; it was unique to Lu Wanheng—gentle yet deadly, silent yet insane.

Shen Wanfu, completely unable to understand their conversation, felt the terrifying, suffocating atmosphere around her and hurriedly asked, "What do you mean? Shen Luoning, what exactly do you want to do!"

Shen Luoning ignored everyone else, slightly raised her eyelids, and slowly took a step forward.

This step was extremely light, yet it felt like an invisible heavy stone pressing down, causing the airflow in the entire courtyard to become completely chaotic.

Her gaze was deep as she stared at Shen Shuchou, and she murmured softly, "Are you silent because of her? Or because of her?"

She had already seen through Luo Shisan's presence in the shadows, but she completely ignored him.

To her, nothing in the world, nothing in the lives of others, was worth mentioning; from beginning to end, only Shen Shuchou remained in her eyes.

"This isn't the place to talk, let's go somewhere else."

Shen Shuchou suppressed the gravity in his heart and spoke in a deep voice.

But Lu Wanheng refused to budge an inch.

She leaned down slightly, her gaze lingering on Shen Shuchou's face, the one she had longed for through countless lifetimes.

His eyes held a tantalizing mix of tenderness and madness, a mixture of morbidity and obsession, as he softly asked, "My disciple, are you afraid? Are you very afraid of me?"

Shen Shuchou looked directly into her eyes, where there was no reason, only a possessiveness that had been dormant for many years and was almost distorted.

He was indeed afraid.

I fear that this obsessive-compulsive woman might disregard the occasion and consequences, and at this moment, overturn everything and go completely mad.

As she took another step forward, the two were now inches apart.

An intense sense of oppression filled the entire room, ready to erupt at any moment.

Seeing this, Luo Shisan did not hesitate any longer. His palm suddenly burst forth with spiritual light and surged with spiritual power, ready to start a battle at any time.

Shen Shuchou immediately shook his head slightly at her, then took a step forward, raised his hand and firmly grasped her slightly cool palm. Suppressing his heavy heart, he spoke calmly, "Disciple has not seen Master for a long time and misses him dearly!"

"hehe……"

Upon hearing these insincere words, Lu Wanheng let out a very soft chuckle.

The laughter was soft and gentle, yet chillingly cold, much like the smug satisfaction of a madman patiently uncovering a lie.

Her gaze was fixed on him, devoid of any warmth, only a distorted, knowing look: "You're lying to me."

"You are clearly afraid of me deep down, but you pretend to be respectful and calm on the surface."

She spoke softly, like a lover's whisper, yet each word was suffocating: "You know perfectly well that I hate being lied to the most."

Shen Shu's heart sank, and he knew something was wrong.

She understood him too well, from his very bones to his very soul; she could see through all his pretenses at a glance.

But the next moment, her words abruptly changed, and a stubborn tenderness suddenly descended: "But... it's fine if you lie to me."

"At least, you're still willing to lie to me."

"Since I've lied once, I'll lie for all eternity."

The moment the words were spoken, Shen Luoning's appearance vanished like a thin mist.

Lu Wanheng's true appearance was suddenly revealed.

Immediately following was a terrifying force that suppressed heaven and earth, which exploded out with a deafening roar.

An invisible pressure instantly enveloped the entire manor, the air froze completely, and time seemed to be abruptly cut off.

Everything around was still, the wind stopped, the shadows of the trees were frozen, and the entire space was trapped in a deathly silence.

Shen Shuchou turned his head in shock and was astonished to find that even Luo Shisan was completely sealed by this absolute power, his body frozen in place, unable to move an inch.

At this moment, he once again truly experienced how terrifying Lu Wanheng was.

That was absolute power that transcended the rules and crushed everything.

Before he could calm down, she suddenly rushed into his arms.

Lu Wanheng clung tightly to him, burying her face intimately and obsessively in his neck, her delicate nose rubbing and sniffing rapidly, as if trying to identify the scent of someone else.

After a moment, her tone turned cold and disdainful: "You smell like someone else. I don't like it."

Shen Shuchou suppressed the shock and tension in his heart and said in a low, steady voice, "Master, this is no longer the world we knew."

"Of course I know."

Lu Wanheng nestled in his arms, her voice soft yet concealing a defiant, unwavering determination: "This world is bigger, with different rules, and the Heavenly Dao is deliberately suppressing me."

From the moment she stepped into this world, she clearly sensed the layers of constraints and suppression imposed upon her by the Heavenly Dao.

But she was not afraid at all!

The great principles of the world, the rules of heaven, and the constraints of fate all held no weight for her.

All she wanted was Shen Shuchou, the one right in front of her.

Even if it means defying the laws of nature, shattering the rules, and overturning all living beings, she will stop at nothing to keep him firmly by her side forever.