Chapter 229: Ye Ziqiu’s Father

The castle wasn’t large, but it had two underground levels and a secret escape tunnel.

Naturally, everything within the castle was laid bare before Lin Jian’s eyes.

Leading the group, he navigated the premises as if strolling through his own backyard. He knew exactly where the doors were and where the underground entrances lay, directing everyone inside with practiced ease!

All members of the Black Glove gang fanned out to search for targets and rescue any captives.

Finally, Lin Jian stopped on the first floor of the castle and ordered Thomas, "There’s a room on the far west side of the second floor. There are a few people in there. I want them alive!"

"Understood!"

Thomas, Laine, Sha Shun, and the others swiftly charged toward the west side of the second floor!

A moment later, intense gunfire erupted. Clearly, the people inside were fighting to the death!

However, their resistance was futile. About three minutes later, several Black Glove members escorted three white men down the stairs!

Lin Jian smiled and nodded at the trio. He knew that one of them was the boss of the castle, as the room on the far west side of the second floor was the most luxurious.

"Thomas, ask him if all the girls transported from San Francisco over the past two days are here. Have any been sent away?"

Thomas immediately translated with a ferocious glare, pointing his gun at the bald head of the man in the middle.

Terrified, the middle man babbled a string of words.

Thomas nodded, then reported, "He says no. No one has been sent away in the last ten days."

"Then it’s not here!" Lin Jian took a deep breath. It seemed Old Ye hadn’t been kidnapped and brought here.

"Let’s go!" he said, standing up. "Kill them all. Leave no survivors!"

In truth, Thomas hadn’t planned on leaving any survivors anyway, even without the order. As Lin Jian led his men outside, gunfire echoed from within the castle once more.

He wondered, "Old Ye, where could you be?"

"We’re heading back to San Francisco," Lin Jian announced. "Also, reward all the brothers who came here today handsomely. We can’t let them make this trip for nothing."

"Understood!"

Before the local gangs could even gather their men and reach the castle, the convoy had already left Las Vegas.

Meanwhile, Lin Jian took out his phone and continued calling Old Ye. Her phone returned a dead tone, indicating it had no signal. She wasn’t replying on WeChat, either!

Clearly, she had lost her freedom. Something had definitely happened, but he just didn’t know what.

Around Noon, as the convoy was still on the road, Thomas’s phone rang. He answered it with a cold expression. "Ye, what is it?"

"We found her! We found her! We found Ziqiu!" Ye Yuanhang shouted through the phone!

"What?" Lin Jian, who had been resting his eyes, snapped them open. Everyone in the car immediately pricked up their ears!

"Where is she? How is she?" Thomas asked excitedly.

"I brought her home. She is now with my father. She’s perfectly fine and isn’t hurt at all!"

"What exactly is going on?" Thomas demanded angrily. "Are you messing with me?"

"No, no, no! Thomas, please listen to me. Hear me out," Ye Yuanhang said anxiously. "That night, Ziqiu ran into her missing father. She’s been with him for the past few days."

"Hmph. I hope you’re telling the truth." Thomas looked at Lin Jian, silently asking what they should do next.

"We’ll talk when we get to San Francisco," Lin Jian said flatly.

Thomas immediately hung up the phone.

Meanwhile, Lin Jian rubbed his temples. Old Ye ran into her missing father? She had told Lin Jian that her father vanished without a trace when she was very young, after which her mother remarried, leaving her to be raised by her grandfather. And now, this father who had disappeared for no reason suddenly showed up? She had been staying with her father for the past few days?

What a massive mix-up this turned out to be!

At the same time, in San Francisco, at the Ye Family residence.

Ye Yuanhang hung up the phone with a bitter expression. "They didn’t give me a chance to keep speaking. I wonder how Zisu is doing."

Ye Ziqiu was also present, though she completely ignored Ye Yuanhang.

There was another person in the living room—a long-haired man with an incredibly handsome and youthful face. Elder Ye was seated there as well. The long-haired man looked quite peculiar, as he was dressed in a traditional long robe.

At this moment, the long-haired man spoke in a calm tone. "Ziqiu’s marriage will be decided by Ziqiu herself. Neither I nor any of you have the right to dictate it.

"Of course, for the long-term benefit of the family, I suggest that the Ye Family be entirely handed over to Ziqiu. Yuan Hang, if you like running gang businesses, then stick to that. Don’t dabble in both the underworld and legitimate business. Doing so will only put the Ye Family in danger!

"As for the Black Glove gang, you don’t need to worry. Once they get here, I will take care of them."

"I refuse!" Ye Yuanhang said with a cold glare. "Why should my position be replaced the moment you come back? Just how much have you actually contributed to this family?"

The long-haired man smiled and leaned back comfortably in his chair. He then looked at Elder Ye and said, "Dad, these are just my personal suggestions. It’s up to you to make the final decision."

Elder Ye’s expression was equally sour, as this third son of his, who had suddenly returned, was actually trying to overhaul the leadership!

Who knew what Ye Ziqiu had told her father? This was simply absurd!