Bai Su stared blankly at the laughing group.
She murmured, "Lord Shen... was there really an elder sister of yours, within five degrees of kinship, who suffered in Heyin? Or did you mean..."
Shen Tang cleared her throat twice.
Then she shamelessly said, "Well, when necessary, we can have an 'elder sister.' A person has to be flexible."
Bai Su: "..."
It wasn't that she didn't understand. She simply hadn't expected Lord Shen to invent an elder sister so casually, all for the sake of "framing someone."
No, no—
How could Lord Shen's actions be called "framing someone"?
This was clearly justice on Heaven's behalf!
With Lord Shen's kindness, if she could truly root out those wealthy men who showed no mercy and officials who abused their authority, then for Heyin's tens of thousands of commoners, it would be an escape from hell—a ray of light at the end of a dark tunnel. Extraordinary times called for extraordinary measures. This was extraordinarily, extraordinarily, extraordinarily reasonable!
Bai Su had convinced herself.
Her expression calm, she said, "Lord Shen is absolutely right. If a man doesn't avenge this grudge, how can he stand tall between Heaven and Earth in the years to come? May I ask which family your 'elder sister' ended up in? Who was responsible for her death? Perhaps I can offer some advice."
Hearing this, Shen Tang felt a pleasant surprise.
Compared with clever people who were always too clever for their own good, Shen Tang preferred dealing with those who understood the situation. They were easier to talk to, and she didn't need to worry about whether they were on the same page. Bai Su's answer put her in an excellent mood, and she asked with a smile, "My elder sister must have died at the hands of