"What is Young Master Han trying to do? Break into a private residence and commit murder?"

Han Yin did not accept the accusations thrown at him by Shen Ning, but instead clapped his hands to let his servants in.

Several servants carried in gift boxes and lined them up in a row.

With a hint of superficial apology, Han Yin said, "Uncle feels very bad that Miss Shen almost lost her life because of his momentary negligence, so he asked someone to prepare a gift and asked me to send it over to express his apology."

Shen Ning forced a smile: "Lord Lin, you are too kind. Since this was all done by Constable Li, how can we blame him? This gift is too much; please forgive me for not accepting it."

It's just lying through your teeth, anyone can do that.

Han Yin: "My uncle specifically instructed me to do this, so I naturally have to handle things well. If Miss Shen doesn't accept it, I'm afraid my uncle will scold me."

Shen Ning: "That's between you and your nephew; it has nothing to do with me."

Don't try to manipulate her with such low and frivolous means; she doesn't care about such shameless scum.

Shen Ning was unyielding and refused outright, leaving Han Yin speechless for a moment, but unfortunately, there was a fool standing next to him.

Shen Shu frowned and stepped forward: "Sister, you really have no manners. It's magnanimous and responsible of Young Master Han to come and apologize. Why are you being so unforgiving?"

Shen Ning glanced at her out of the corner of her eye, her eyes full of indifference and disdain: "You're not forgiving even when you're in the wrong, so why should I be forgiving when I'm in the right?"

Before Shen Shu could speak, Shen Ning beckoned to her: "Come here. He's a married man. Why are you getting so close?"

The word "married man" triggered Shen Shu, making her walk towards Shen Ning with a guilty conscience. However, she had only just gotten close when she felt a blur before her eyes.

"Smack!"

A slap landed with lightning speed, making Shen Shu's head tilt to the side, her face instantly numb with pain, and her ears ringing.

She slowly raised her hand in disbelief, but before she could see Shen Ning's face clearly, she was met with a slap across the face.

"Smack!"

One on the left and one on the right, aligned on both sides.

"Chen Ning!!!"

Shen Shu screamed, cupping her face in her hands, her eyes blazing with shock.

Then she saw Shen Ning raise his hand again, which startled her so much that she closed her eyes, but Shen Ning did not strike.

Shen Ning looked at Han Yin, who had taken a step forward but then stopped, and said, "Young Master Han, you've seen it too. I'm busy disciplining this good-for-nothing sister and don't have time to entertain guests, so I won't see you off."

Han Yin narrowed his eyes, a fierce glint in them: "Why did Miss Chen hit your sister? What did she do wrong that made you slap her in public?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Shu burst into tears. Did she feel that she was being protected?

Shen Ning sneered and handed his hand to Mo Xue'er, asking her to rub it for him. Hitting someone with your own hand really hurts.

"Young Master Han, you may not know this, but my sister is good in every way, but she has bad luck. She is always looking for true love, but she is always a step too late. The person she truly loves is either engaged or married. It's so pitiful."

Han Yin, thick-skinned and quite composed, was the only one who felt guilty and didn't dare to cry for a moment.

"What does that have to do with you hitting her?"

Shen Ning: "I'm not hitting her, I'm helping her."

"The fortune teller said that we are both incompatible and compatible. Only I can help her find her true love. The more I bully and abuse her, the more her true love will cherish her and do anything for her, even break through worldly conventions and pay any price to be with her."

Han Yin's eyes widened in disbelief: "This is utterly absurd."

Shen Ning stated firmly: "If the Great Dao and metaphysics were not absurd, how could they be described as mysterious and profound?"

"Look, I just hit her. Her true love must be heartbroken. Am I right, my dear sister?"

Shen Ning looked down at Shen Shu, her smile full of teasing.

Shen Shu didn't dare to look up or refute, because Shen Ning had hit the nail on the head. She had just felt that Han Yin was heartbroken because Shen Ning had hit her.

Looking at the woman kneeling on the ground, completely controlled by Shen Ning, Han Yin had only one thought in his mind: What an incompetent fool.

He admired women like Shen Ning, but Shen Shu was even more useful. The only pity was that Shen Shu was already married.

“If Miss Shen doesn’t want these gifts, then let’s just give them to Miss Shen the Second. That way, my uncle’s good intentions won’t be wasted.”

Shen Ning: "Whoever receives the gift is grateful. This is a matter between Young Master Han and Shen Shu, so I won't get involved."

He glanced at Chen Shu and said, "Aren't you going to thank Young Master Han?"

Shen Shu turned around, and said timidly, "Thank you, Young Master Han."

She actually dared to accept these gifts? I really want to know how the Wei family will react.

"Young Master Han, please take care and don't see me off."

After being driven away several times, Han Yin could no longer remain indifferent; if he continued to linger, he would truly lose face.

Han Yin wanted to leave, but he was unwilling to leave in such a sorry state.

"You may not believe it, but Qin Zhu really killed Shen Changlin. Shen Ming and Shen Changlin both died at his hands. Do you still think he's a good person?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of fighting came from behind. Everyone looked over and saw one person kicking away Han Yin's henchmen with a clean and decisive motion, while another person was fighting to the side with the most skilled martial artist next to Han Yin.

A figure in black robes strode out from the shadows of the gate, his voice as elegant and cold as gold and jade, full of sarcasm: "Han Yin, you are truly shameless for talking badly about people behind their backs."

The man walked to a place where the sun shone, and the radiance of heaven and earth shone upon him. His beautiful face was filled with a sinister aura. Who else could it be but Qin Zhuo?

Han Yin's expression changed the moment he saw that shadow.

"Qin Zhuo, what are you doing here?"

Qin Zhuo slightly raised her delicate chin and nodded at Chen Ning: "Of course, I'm here to see the little girl I recently rescued. As for you, you're not here to apologize, are you?"

His gaze swept over the scattered items on the ground, and he said with disdain, "Is the Korean government so poor that they're sending this junk as an apology? Are they trying to appease beggars?"

Han Yin gripped his sword sheath tightly: "Qin Zhuo, I haven't even settled the score with you for framing me for murder yet. And you still talk about saving someone? Maybe you're the one who released that person to frame my uncle. And you shamelessly claim to have saved his life. Saving someone was all part of your scheme. You insidious, vicious, and shameless scoundrel!"

Qin Zhuo had heard many insults, some even more nasty than the last, so Han Yin's words didn't hurt him much; they were just the desperate barking of a cornered dog.

However, he sensed the underlying meaning in Han Yin's words; it didn't seem like they were meant for him.

His gaze shifted to Shen Ning, who was standing there, and he raised his hand slightly, beckoning her to come here.

Shen Ning rolled her eyes. Was that gesture meant to summon a dog?

She was speechless, but she still let go of Liuying's hand and walked over calmly.

However, she only took a few steps before Qin Zhuo came up to her and supported her arm with one hand: "It's my fault, I forgot that your injury hasn't fully healed yet."

As he led Shen Ning back, he ordered without turning his head, "Throw them all out!"