My disciple, you are now invincible. Go down the mountain and wreak havoc on the world!

Lu Mingyuan lay on the ground, looking at Ye Xunhuan's calm and composed demeanor, feeling both hatred and fear in his heart.

He couldn't understand where this kid got the audacity to ask him to repeat the criminal evidence against the Lu family after beating him up like this.

This is such a blatant disregard for the young master of the Lu family!

"I'm calling you over here." Ye Xunhuan tapped his phone screen with his finger.

But no matter how many times he typed, he couldn't find the folder that his senior sister had sent.

"Are you waiting for me to come over?"

Ye Xunhuan wasn't joking at all, which terrified Lu Mingyuan.

He clearly remembered Ye Xunhuan saying that next time he made a move, it wouldn't be his teeth that were knocked out, but his eyeballs that would fly out.

His eyes suddenly stung, and he crawled tremblingly to Ye Xunhuan's feet.

"Is this the right way?" Ye Xunhuan suddenly laughed.

"Look at you, you're no better than your father."

Lu Mingyuan was stunned. He was counting on his father to come to his rescue!

Unexpectedly, his father, Lu Zhenxiong, was just as cowardly as him in front of Ye Xunhuan.

As Lu Mingyuan endured the pain and pondered how to escape, the interrogation room door was opened once again.

This time, the people who came in were even more imposing.

Leading the way was Zhang Jianguo, the director of the provincial department, followed by staff from the provincial discipline inspection commission, and then heavily armed special police officers from the provincial department—a dark mass that created an oppressive atmosphere.

Lu Mingyuan's eyes suddenly lit up, realizing that Ye Xunhuan had been lying to him.

His father never backed down in front of Ye Xunhuan.

He knew this Zhang Ting all too well; he was an uncle who had once praised him at a drinking party.

He was also a friend of his father's generation, someone with whom he could chat and laugh freely.

It seemed that his father had called for reinforcements. At this moment, Lu Mingyuan quickly went over, enduring the pain of having all his teeth knocked out, and whimpered.

He pointed at Ye Xunhuan, as if he wanted to complain.

But when he opened his mouth, he had a lisp and couldn't speak clearly. He could only make muffled whimpering sounds, and saliva mixed with blood dripped down his chin, making him look as miserable as could be.

"Uncle Zhang... I... I'm Mingyuan?"

"We met at a banquet hall, Uncle, you even praised me back then..."

Lu Mingyuan wanted to get closer to him again.

But the next second, he was dumbfounded.

Zhang Jianguo didn't even glance at him, but walked straight up to Ye Xunhuan, his originally serious face instantly becoming warm.

"Mr. Ye, I'm late, I'm sorry you had to go through this."

One sentence struck the interrogation room like a thunderbolt.

The police officers lying on the ground froze instantly, forgetting even the pain.

The leaders from the branch office who followed them in immediately felt their calves cramp, and cold sweat soaked their backs.

Director Zhang...

Calling this kid from the mountains "sir"? Lu Mingyuan was struck dumb, frozen on the spot, his mind buzzing.

How is that possible?

How could this wild boy from the backwaters know the provincial department head? Ye Xunhuan, however, looked annoyed. His fingers were still tapping on his phone screen, and he muttered to himself, "What a piece of junk phone this is. It's supposed to be smart, but it can't even find the files my senior sister sent me."

"The carrier pigeons that I use to contact my master are much more useful!"

Zhang Jianguo was dumbfounded.

The staff of the discipline inspection commission were dumbfounded.

Everyone present was dumbfounded.

What's up with this young man in front of me?

Zhang Ting spoke to him with great enthusiasm and politeness, but he seemed not to notice and continued to ramble on and on.

"Mr. Ye, what difficulties have you encountered?"

"Should I ask someone from the provincial technical department to help you?" Zhang Jianguo was taken aback at first, then asked politely.

Ye Xunhuan finally snapped out of his phone-related frustration. "Look? This crappy phone is terrible! I can't find the file package my senior sister sent me anywhere!"

Ye Xunhuan didn't stand on ceremony; he handed his phone to Director Zhang as a request for help.

Zhang Jianguo was taken aback when he took the phone. It was a Mate 60. Was this still considered a broken phone?

"Mr. Ye, is the senior sister you mentioned Ling Zhan Shen?"

"Yes, yes, that's my senior sister."

Ye Xunhuan didn't think there was anything special about it, but everyone in the interrogation room was stunned.

Is Ling Jinghong, the God of War, his senior sister? No wonder Director Zhang was so polite.

So that's why!

"Mr. Ye, I found that file you mentioned. Is it evidence of the Lu family's crimes?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Ye Xunhuan became visibly excited and surrounded Zhang Ting.

"Huh? You police officers are really professional; you found it so quickly?"

"Do you have time? Could you teach me how to do it?"

Seeing that Ye Xunhuan's attention had clearly veered off course, and that he hadn't taken the fact that he was locked up in the police station, standing under a dangerous wall, or that he was trying to defeat his opponent seriously, they realized that Ye Xunhuan's focus was clearly off-track.

Instead, they focus on the trivial matter of easily finding the source of a text message app with a simple swipe and clicking with their index finger.

Zhang Jianguo had a bewildered expression on his face, and even looked at him as if he were an idiot.

However, it was short-lived, and they immediately returned to being polite and courteous.

"Mr. Ye, wait a minute, let me film a young and beautiful technician to teach you, okay?"

"Alright then!" Ye Xunhuan suppressed his enthusiasm.

Only then did Director Zhang glance briefly at the evidence of the Lu family's crimes sent via SMS.

The evidence package contains detailed information on the time, place, people involved, and overseas fund flows, including the motives, process, and outcome of the crimes.

"Well, I'm the commentator, you can just follow along, so we don't have to flip through the files." Ye Xunhuan then brought the topic back to the main point.

He turned to Director Zhang and said, "By the way, check those imposters on the ground, and also those in this bureau who are colluding with the Lu family. Don't miss anyone."

Zhang Jianguo became increasingly surprised as he looked at the document, and his expression grew more and more serious.

The contents here are more detailed than what their task force investigated in a month!

The clues to several unsolved cases have become clear!

"Thank you for your trouble, sir."

Zhang Jianguo took a deep breath, turned to look at the comrades from the Discipline Inspection Commission, and said in a deep voice, "Execute it."

The disciplinary committee staff stepped forward, displayed the arrest warrant, and fixed their gaze on Lu Mingyuan, their voices icy.

"Lu Mingyuan, you are suspected of multiple crimes, including organizing and leading a mafia-style organization, bribery, framing others, and provoking trouble. You are hereby arrested and executed by firing squad in accordance with the law."

Two special police officers stepped forward, and with a click, the bright silver handcuffs were firmly fastened to Lu Mingyuan's wrists.

The icy touch jolted Lu Mingyuan back to his senses. He shook his head frantically, whimpering, his eyes filled with resentment and fear.

"No need to shout anymore." Zhang Jianguo looked at him expressionlessly.

"Your father, Lu Zhengxiong, is suspected of serious violations of discipline and law, and acted as a protector of organized crime. He was detained by the Discipline Inspection Commission twenty minutes ago."

"All members of the Lu family involved in the case, including corporate executives and public officials, have been apprehended; none of them can escape."

boom--

Lu Mingyuan's mind went blank. He could no longer hold on, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

The Lu family, which once held absolute power, has fallen just like that?

Just because of this young man with a lollipop in his mouth?

The officers from the branch office present were all terrified and didn't even dare to raise their heads.

No one expected that the Lu family, which had dominated the provincial capital for many years, would collapse in a single day, and the one who overturned everything was a seemingly carefree and nonchalant young man.

Ye Xunhuan stood up, dusted off his pants, and didn't look at the unconscious Lu Mingyuan again.

Those who dare to touch him will suffer the consequences.

He turned to look at Director Zhang, "By the way, when I was locked up, I made a bet with that Director Wang Kui, saying that he would carry me out in a sedan chair with eight men."

"Director Zhang, what do you think?"

"Um... Mr. Ye, how about I accompany you..."

"Oh, is that so? Then forget it!" Ye Xunhuan waved his hand and walked out. As he passed Zhang Jianguo, he casually added, "You guys can take care of Zhou Hu's men at the hospital. My wife is still there."

"Don't worry, Mr. Ye, we've already sent people over there. Zhou Hu's gang has been completely apprehended, and the hospital is absolutely safe," Zhang Jianguo quickly replied.

……

They left the police station.

Ye Xunhuan took out his phone, about to call Su Qingyuan to let her know he was safe, but then frowned.

His terrible sense of direction struck again. He was brought here in a police car, and after all the twists and turns, he couldn't remember the way.

If I were to walk alone, I might end up in some remote corner, and then I'd have to ask passersby for directions, which would be quite embarrassing.

"Tsk, what a hassle."

He clicked his tongue, wondering how to hail a taxi, when he saw the Rolls-Royce parked by the roadside.

The car door opened, and the butler, Ye Zhong, quickly came to greet him.

Seeing Ye Xunhuan emerge unharmed, he visibly breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward, bowing slightly.

"Young Master, you're out. Are you alright?"

Ye Xunhuan glanced at him sideways, his tone languid:

"Why are you still here? Didn't I tell you to go back to the hospital and stay with Qingyuan and the others?"

"Young Master, there are people staying at the hospital to keep an eye on things, and people from the provincial department have also gone there. There's no chance of anything going wrong."

"This old servant is worried, so I'll wait here."

Ye Zhong spoke respectfully, carefully taking out an exquisitely crafted sandalwood box from his bosom and presenting it to Ye Xunhuan with both hands.

"Young Master, due to the emergency, I haven't had a chance to give it to you yet."

"These are the belongings left behind by your mother, and they contain the whole truth about your background."

"The master has been searching for you for twenty years, and he kept calling your name until the very end. You... you should at least accept it."

Ye Xunhuan paused, his mouth full of lollipop, and his gaze fell on the sandalwood box.

Before he went down the mountain, his master told him that his mother had left something at the Ye family in the capital, and that he should have the opportunity to retrieve it.

He originally planned to take it slow, first helping Su Qingyuan settle the Su family's affairs before thinking about this matter, but he didn't expect Ye Zhong to be so persistent.

He reached out and took the wooden box. It felt heavy in his hand and had a faint scent of sandalwood. He tapped the edge of the box with his fingertips and shook it casually, saying:

"Okay, I'll take the things."

"But let me make this clear beforehand, don't give me any nonsense about being a young master or the heir of the Ye family."

"I have a wife and father-in-law in Jiangcheng, and I'm living a pretty good life. I don't have time to come back to Beijing to put on a show for you rich kids."

"Yes, yes, we'll do whatever the young master says."

Ye Zhong didn't urge him and quickly agreed, "Where are you going? This old servant will take you. The streets of Jiangcheng are complicated, and you don't know the way. It will be more convenient for the driver to come with you."

Ye Xunhuan wanted to stubbornly insist that he knew the way, but he swallowed the words back.

He really doesn't know the way. If he really walks by himself, he might not even get to the hospital by midnight.

He coughed, put the wooden box away, and opened the car door: "Alright, then I'll trouble you."

"Go to the hospital, hurry, don't keep Qingyuan waiting."

"Okay." Ye Zhong replied with a smile and quickly walked around to the passenger seat.

The car drove smoothly away from the police station entrance. Ye Xunhuan, sitting in the back seat, had a candy in his mouth, his fingertips rubbing the sandalwood box in his pocket, a rare seriousness flashing in his eyes.

Twenty years of his life story, his mother's belongings... what secrets are hidden inside?