Qin Yining was sharp-minded and knew that her grandmother was trying to gauge the Qin family’s attitude.

She didn’t want her father to be misunderstood, nor did she want all the things her father had done in silence to truly remain unacknowledged.

“For today, all of us put in countless efforts. Today we can finally take revenge for wrongs and seek justice for grievances! My father said that only by taking revenge can all of us continue to live our days with peace of mind. This is true for our family, and it’s true for the Sun family as well. Fortunately, heaven has eyes—evildoers will not have good endings!”

Upon hearing this, Imperial Uncle Cao suddenly glared fiercely at Qin Yining, the vicious light in his eyes as if he wished it could materialize and stab her several times.

Qin Yining wasn’t afraid at all. As if comforting Imperial Uncle Cao, she smiled and said: “Don’t worry, old man. Your entire family is now dead and gone. When you go down, you won’t be lonely.”

Imperial Uncle Cao’s eyes split with rage, blood seeping from the corners of his mouth.

Qin Yining crouched down in front of Imperial Uncle Cao. “Did you learn that Prince Ning had entered the city and escape through the secret passage? When you fled, didn’t you already think that your entire family would surely die? Tsk tsk, someone like you is truly a ‘man’! A ‘hero’! Truly someone who accomplishes great things through ruthless means! Actually, if you had told your family members at the time and let everyone escape together, you might have really managed to get a few out while the city was in chaos, and your Cao family wouldn’t have been completely uprooted.”

Qin Yining grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground and scattered it into Imperial Uncle Cao’s eyes that had been staring at her. Imperial Uncle Cao immediately closed his eyes in pain.

“What a pity, you were too selfish, so your Cao family could only be completely uprooted. Don’t worry, your death will definitely not be more comfortable than Cao Yurou’s—that can be considered honoring your father-daughter bond. Oh, right. There’s one more thing I need to tell you.”

At this point, Qin Yining lowered her body, her voice carrying a smile as it penetrated Imperial Uncle Cao’s eardrums.

“Do you know what your biggest mistake was?

“You probably don’t know that the calligraphy and coral that Prince Ning gave you both came from our family, do you?”

Upon hearing this, Imperial Uncle Cao suddenly widened his eyes. No longer caring about the sand irritating them, he glared fiercely at Qin Yining through a layer of tears, emitting low growls like a trapped beast from his throat.

Qin Yining burst into delighted laughter.

“So you see, with a brain like yours, never try to match wits with my father! Did you think you had severely suppressed our family with the Ministry of Revenue embezzlement case? At first, I thought so too. But it wasn’t until I noticed that my father’s beloved authentic Yan Zhenqing calligraphy was missing from his study, then thought of your love for calligraphy, and connected it with Prince Ning suddenly going to your door to curry favor, that I guessed what would happen now. Cao Bingzhong, your death is not unjust.”

“Huh, huh!” Someone with sealed acupoints could not speak, nor could their body move. Only their throat could emit soundless roars.

Imperial Uncle Cao understood, but he understood too late! He had been too overconfident in himself, so he underestimated the existence of “Wise Panán.” He had forgotten that Wise Panán’s intelligence was not an empty reputation!

It was too late, everything was too late!

Everyone listened to Qin Yining’s words. Though they didn’t know the details of what happened, they understood that Imperial Uncle Cao’s current fate was because he had fallen into Qin Huaiyuan’s trap.

At this point, everyone no longer had any doubts about Qin Huaiyuan—only gratitude remained!

“Beat him to death, beat him to death!”

The women could no longer restrain themselves. They surged forward all at once, punching and kicking the rigid Imperial Uncle Cao on the ground, even viciously tearing at the flesh on his body with their teeth. Even when fresh blood splattered, they refused to let go.

First Aunt simply grabbed Imperial Uncle Cao’s hair and slammed his head hard against the ground.

“You bastard, may you die a terrible death, a terrible death! Give me back my husband’s life! Give me back my Ming Ge’er’s life!”

Sun Shi found a door bar and smashed it hard against his legs and body.

She still couldn’t forget the farewell with her father and brothers at the gates of Duke Dingguo’s mansion on the day the Sun family was raided. Since then, the family’s downfall became the cause of all her misfortunes. The death of her father and brothers left her without support, becoming the nightmare that made her wake up crying countless nights.

With nowhere to vent her hatred for so long, today she could finally find an outlet.

All the women surrounded him, and even after beating him to death, they continued angrily pounding Imperial Uncle Cao’s corpse, wishing they could pound him into minced meat.

The Duke Dingguo’s wife didn’t strike out. She only watched steadily from the side with a smile on her face, her hands hidden in her sleeves tightly clenched into fists. Her fingernails had broken the skin of her palms and drawn blood, but she was unaware of it.

Watching the blood spreading on the ground, the resentment that had been weighing on her heart finally slowly dissipated, transforming into melancholy.

“Yi Jie’er, you don’t know—for us people, the purpose of living through these days has been for revenge.”

The Duke Dingguo’s wife turned around and took Qin Yining’s hand as they walked toward the back. The four unfamiliar men followed closely behind.

Seeing this, Mu Jinghu also followed beside Qin Yining.

The Duke Dingguo’s wife continued: “Now that our great revenge has been taken, my heart feels suddenly empty. That breath I’ve been gritting my teeth to maintain has finally released, and suddenly I don’t know how to live the days ahead.”

“The days ahead should naturally be spent finding a quiet place and living happily with aunt and sister-in-law. Being able to live an ordinary, peaceful life, occasionally remembering grandfather, uncle, and cousins, seeing the human world they didn’t have time to see—that would not be wasting this life.”

Upon hearing this, the Duke Dingguo’s wife stopped and pulled Qin Yining’s hand into hers. “You’re right. With our great revenge taken, I shouldn’t continue clinging to hatred. The dead are gone—no matter how unwilling we are, it’s all in vain. What the living can do is simply to keep living.”

“Yes.” Qin Yining smiled.

The Duke Dingguo’s wife looked into Qin Yining’s clear, bright eyes and smiled: “Then, Yi Jie’er, from now on, grandmother will give you the Qingtian Alliance. Is that acceptable?”

Qin Yining was stunned upon hearing this.

The four men behind the Duke Dingguo’s wife were also stunned.

The Duke Dingguo’s wife turned to look at those four men and smiled: “When I initially took the leadership of the Qingtian Alliance, firstly it was because our Duke Dingguo family’s influence could gather more like-minded people. Secondly, it was also a small personal thought of mine, hoping to use the Qingtian Alliance’s power to take revenge. Most of the alliance members are seeking to overthrow tyranny and take great revenge.”

“Alliance Leader…” The leading man, in his early thirties with a tall build, sighed: “We understand your meaning. It’s just that Miss Qin is still the young lady of the Anping Marquis Manor! Her father is an official, while we are rebels…”

“This granddaughter of mine is resourceful and wise, with enough intelligence to lead everyone down the right path. Moreover, our Qingtian Alliance’s original intention was to return a clear sky to the people of the world, for the people’s peace and prosperity. Everyone knows what kind of person the Anping Marquis of the Qin family is. Our original intention doesn’t conflict with the Qin family’s way of doing things.”