"Xiao Chen, you're being too... I'm scared of pain..."

"Fourth Master, this is necessary. Just bear with it... You'll feel much better soon!"

"Then... be gentle..."

...

The most mysterious prison in the Great Xia, Kunlong Prison, is a place that resembles hell.

Yet, in an office, there was an ambiguous atmosphere.

The Fourth Warden, Blood Rose, lay sprawled on an office chair, her raised hips facing Lin Chen's handsome face.

Her fiery red cheongsam accentuated her figure perfectly.

Despite her delicate and flower-like appearance, as if a gust of wind could knock her over, she was actually the top assassin, with a death toll in the tens of thousands.

Lin Chen held a silver needle, thin as a bamboo skewer, in his hand, his gaze fixed on Blood Rose's alluring back and hips, resisting the urge to reach out and touch.

His left hand rested on Blood Rose's fragrant shoulder, fingers hooked onto the strap, gently pulling it, causing the cheongsam to loosen.

As the cheongsam slipped down, her beautifully contoured collarbone was exposed, her fair skin as smooth as a baby's.

Lin Chen swallowed hard, taking a deep breath, and thrust the thick needle forward.

"Ah!..."

A suggestive cry echoed in the pink room.

"Ah, that feels great!" Blood Rose couldn't help but exclaim in relief.

Lin Chen's heart skipped a beat.

That cry almost made him surrender.

After a stick of incense.

Lin Chen withdrew the silver needle and said, "Fourth Master, the Tiansha Poison in your body has been completely eradicated!"

Blood Rose spat out a mouthful of blood, followed by a surge of black mist rising from her body. Her already stunning face became even more radiant and translucent.

Her seductive eyes blinked gently, sensing her condition, and a slight smile appeared on her lips. "Disciple, your medical skills have surpassed Old Bai's. I never thought you could cure the Tiansha Poison that even he couldn't handle."

The Old Bai she mentioned was her master, the Ghost Hand Saint Doctor, and the first warden of Kunlong Prison!

Kunlong Prison has five wards, and all five wardens are Lin Chen's masters.

Each of Lin Chen's five masters is a leader in their respective fields, including a divine doctor, a martial saint, a celestial master, a poison god, and a god of death.

"My good disciple, now that my Tiansha Poison is cleared, it's time for you to leave the prison."

Lin Chen nodded slightly, his mind racing with memories.

"Yes, time flies. It's been five years."

Lin Chen was originally the ninth young master of the top family in the Capital, living a life of luxury and indulgence.

Five years ago, during his second year of college, he was sent to prison by his grandfather for drunk driving and hitting someone.

"I wonder what the situation at home is like now..."

Blood Rose's eyes curved into crescent moons, her body leaning slightly forward. With her movement, a deep cleavage appeared in the snow-white expanse, exuding a captivating allure.

"Indeed, my good disciple is about to be released. Who knows when we'll meet again."

Lin Chen turned slightly, cleared his throat, and said, "Well... Fourth Master, if you miss me, you can always come in. Just a phone call is all it takes."

He was practically the young master of Kunlong Prison, and entering the prison was just a matter of words.

His five masters were the wardens of the five wards, essentially the authorities within the prison.

Blood Rose felt a bit disappointed, seeing Lin Chen's slightly awkward demeanor, his gaze sneaking glances at her, she couldn't help but smile.

"Oh, so now that I'm actually letting you look, you're getting all shy? But back when I wouldn't let you, you tried every trick in the book..."

Lin Chen awkwardly cleared his throat at Blood Rose's words.

"Ahem... Master, you shouldn't say such things. I'm a gentleman."

"I'll be leaving now, and I'll come back to visit when I have time."

Lin Chen patted his clothes, eager to return home.

"Disciple, Kunlong Prison is not ordinary. We'll transfer you back to the Capital's First Prison," Blood Rose said to Lin Chen's retreating figure. "In three days, you'll be released from the Capital's First Prison!"

Lin Chen waved his hand and walked out of the office.

...

Capital, Dragon City, Xingyao Manor.

Xingyao Manor, rebuilt from the Lin Family's old residence, was filled with a strong sense of sorrow.

"It's over, the Lin Family is finished. The last heir is gone, and the Lin Family's lineage is broken."

"The top family, reduced to this state, it's truly lamentable."

In the past, the manor was bustling with guests, but today, only a few people with ties to the Lin Family attended.

Those who didn't come were eager to distance themselves from the Lin Family, fearing bad luck.

"The Lin Family's downfall must have offended someone. There must be a powerful figure aiming to wipe out the Lin Family!"

"Shh! Do you think you're smart? Anyone with a brain knows there's more to this! You can't say such things out loud!"

"Alright, let's not speculate. This isn't something we can guess. It's best not to mention, ask, or think about it."

"We're here because we have some ties to the Lin Family. Sending off the Chu Family today is the least we can do."

Everyone nodded in agreement. With no heir left, the Lin Family was truly finished.

The remaining women of the Lin Family were disheartened.

Old Master Lin had been holding things together for five years, but he had reached his limit.

Over the past five years, his heart had grown cold.

He once hoped that after five years, his beloved grandson would return, ready to take over as the head of the family, giving the Lin Family a backbone.

However, now he was afraid. Afraid that if his grandson returned, something might happen to him too.

Old Master Lin had tried everything to protect the Lin Family, but in the end, he couldn't save anyone.

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With a heavy sigh, Old Master Lin stood up and walked outside. "Everyone!" Old Master Lin took a deep breath and addressed those present.

"I know you came to pay your respects under great pressure."

"The Lin Family will remember your kindness. On behalf of the Lin Family, I thank you all."

Old Master Lin bowed slightly, and everyone quickly returned the gesture.

"From today, Xingyao Manor will be closed to guests. There are too many matters at home, so we won't be entertaining visitors."

With that, Old Master Lin turned to head back into the manor.

Seeing Old Master Lin's desolate figure, everyone felt a sense of sadness.

The next time Xingyao Manor opens, it might be the Lin Family's end.

But who could possibly wipe out the top family, the Lin Family? The thought sent a shiver through everyone's hearts. "Wait!" Just as everyone was about to leave, a stunning woman strode confidently toward Old Master Lin.

"I have unfinished business with the Lin Family!"

The woman wore a fiery red dress, standing out among the mourners.

"I, Liu Ruyan, am here to annul the engagement!"

Her words shocked everyone.

Given the Lin Family's current plight, Liu Ruyan's sudden demand to annul the engagement was like dragging their dignity through the mud and stomping all over it!

The fiancée of the Lin Family's eldest young master publicly breaking off the engagement was a complete humiliation for the Lin Family.

Liu Ruyan held her head high, fully aware of the consequences, but she didn't care.

Old Master Lin trembled with anger, his dragon-headed cane striking the ground heavily. "Do you have to make things so difficult?"

Liu Ruyan snorted, sneering, "I've only met Lin Chen a few times. There's no affection between us. I don't recognize this arranged marriage."

Old Master Lin shook with rage, wanting to preserve the Lin Family's dignity, but Liu Ruyan had shattered that hope.

"You! You! You..."

Liu Ruyan waved her hand dismissively. "Don't be angry, Old Master. It's not my fault. Lin Chen committed a crime and went to prison, and they say he was conscripted to the Northern Territory, his fate unknown."

"Whether he's dead or alive, given the Lin Family's current situation, if I married him, I'd soon be a widow."

"So I'm determined to annul this engagement. Old Master, please agree, don't ruin my life!"

Old Master Lin, hearing Liu Ruyan's words, trembled uncontrollably, struggling to breathe.

The Lin Family, standing strong for centuries, had been plagued by misfortune for the past five years. The once-great family, the top family in Yan City, seemed cursed, with key members either falling ill or dying unexpectedly.

The vast Lin Family was now held together by Old Master Lin alone, desperately maintaining appearances.

But just yesterday, the last capable member of the Lin Group died in a car accident.

That person was also a direct descendant of the Lin Family, the last high-ranking official in the Lin Group, and Lin Chen's seventh uncle.

Now, although Old Master Lin could maintain appearances, he couldn't manage the Lin Family's businesses.

His only hope was to preserve the Lin Family's dignity, but even that hope was crushed by Liu Ruyan.

"You!..."

Old Master Lin gasped for breath, his face pale as he fell backward. But at that moment, a hand supported him, another hand swiftly pressing several acupoints, restoring his heart's rhythm.

"Grandfather, forgive your unworthy grandson for returning late!"

Lin Chen supported Old Master Lin, his gaze falling on the Spirit Hall, his eyes bloodshot.

With a slight narrowing of his eyes, Lin Chen's icy gaze landed on the ungrateful Liu Ruyan.