She had never forgotten how the people of the Lin clan chased her brother out of their clan, looked down on him, and scolded him simply because he couldn't practice spiritual power and was considered a waste.
Her brother had to live in a brothel, struggling to earn money for his own protection before he was even ten years old.
"Bad people will always receive their karma," Xiao Yun sneered coldly, trying to comfort her gently. "Master, these people are living lives worse than death now. They deserve to suffer for hurting your brother."
"Yunyun, I want to send the Xiang and Lin families a small gift before I leave," Shenlian Yingyue said, gently stroking Xiao Yun's head.
"Master, do you have any ideas for torturing them?" Xiao Yun asked, his excitement evident.
Shenlian Yingyue smiled and nodded in agreement.
