Chapter 30 30 Crisis of Lin Family
With the arrival of two court dignitaries, the Yun family members no longer possessed the courage to resist. One by one, they were handcuffed and shackled and taken to the judicial department for interrogation.
Yun Tianming and his son, facing multiple serious charges, were directly sentenced to death on the spot.
The vast Yun family collapsed in an instant, and all of its assets fell into Ye Ling's hands.
Assets worth more than twenty billion, not much less than that of the richest person, ignited envy in everyone, who couldn't help but show their yearning.
Yet Ye Ling couldn't even be bothered to look at them, instructing his subordinates to keep sorting the accounts. Then he waved at Ye Jiu and said, "Let's go, we shall visit Second Uncle."
Second Uncle Lin Jianyang, a life-and-death friend of his father, stood against the pressure of three major families back in the day to ensure Ye Ling survived.
His return this time was not only for revenge but also to repay the debt of life he owed.
The jeep arrived at the Lin family compound, and as soon as he entered the gate, he heard arguing voices.
A few burly men blocked the entrance with a truck, moving items out of the Lin family's inner court as if they were moving house.
Antique furniture, tables, chairs, benches, they even stripped the crystal chandeliers from the ceiling.
Lin Jianyang sat helplessly in a chair, speaking softly, "Can't you, the Tian family, give us a few more days? The Lin family is willing to repay the money; it's just that the company's funds were embezzled. As long as I find the culprit, the debt owed to your Tian family will be repaid."
"Heh, you say embezzlement as if it's a fact, but who knows if you're telling the truth!" A middle-aged man clad in the Tian family's servant attire sneered, his eyes mocking as he looked at Lin Jianyang, "Family Head Lin, let me give you a piece of clear advice. I've heard your daughter is quite charming. One of our Tian family's masters has taken a liking to her. If you marry your daughter to the Tian family, the debt will be cleared."
"Someone from the Tian family wants to marry my daughter, but who is it?" Lin Jianyang asked, puzzled.
"Hehe, it's our Second Master Tian Hu. He has taken a fancy to your daughter and sent me to inquire. If you marry her to the Second Master, not only will your debt of two hundred million be cleared, but he is also willing to lend you another five hundred million to help the Lin family through this crisis," the middle-aged man chuckled with an arrogant demeanor.
However, Lin Jianyang's face darkened, and he angrily slammed down the teacup, "Presumptuous! Tian Hu is over forty years old, not much younger than me. And he dares to think of marrying my daughter? That's wishful thinking!"
Outrage appeared on the faces of the Lin family members too.
The Tian family had gone too far this time, deliberately tampering with the loan contract, colluding with an insider to set a trap for the Lin family, dismantling the Lin family compound, and not sparing even Miss Lin—it was utterly ruthless!
"Hehe, since the Lin family fails to appreciate kindness, don't blame me for being unkind!" the middle-aged man's voice became sinister, a cold light passing through his eyes. He glanced around the Lin family compound before suddenly approaching the ancestral shrine and grabbing an urn, smashing it down fiercely.
With a loud crash, the ceramic urn shattered, and a handful of ashes spread across the floor.
The eyes of the Lin family blazed with fury. They approached angrily, "Beasts! How dare you insult our Lin family ancestors; we'll fight you to the end!"
The middle-aged man looked disdainful, grabbing another urn, and sneered at Lin Jianyang, "Think carefully, Lin Jianyang. Everything in the Lin family compound is mortgaged to us. I can smash both your ancestors' remains and the ancestral shrine to bits, so that even in death, you'll have no face to meet your forefathers!"
"Cough, cough!" Lin Jianyang's face turned red, and he suddenly coughed up blood, beating his chest and crying out in sorrow, "I am an unfilial descendant, causing my ancestors to suffer!"
"Family Head!" tears sounded from the Lin family members as they knelt to the ground.
"Dad, I'll marry Tian Hu," a delicate-looking girl declared with determination in her eyes.
Even if she had to sacrifice herself, she was resolved to protect the Lin family ancestral home and honor their ancestors.
"Xue'er!" Lin Jianyang's tiger-like eyes welled with tears, his fingers digging into his flesh, wishing he could discard the Lin family altogether and fight to the death with the Tian family's men.
But, he was not just a father; he was also the Family Head of the entire Lin family.
He couldn't let his personal feelings lead to the downfall of the entire Lin family.
Clenching his teeth so hard that he bit his tongue, he said tremulously, "I, I agree, to give Xue'er in marriage to you…"
Before he could finish his sentence, a cold voice echoed from the entrance of the courtyard.
"Who does Tian Hu think he is, daring to bully my sister Lin Xue? I want his head to hit the ground!"
Ye Linghan's voice was cold, his fists clenched tight, his eyes flashing with sharp murderous intent.
Xue'er had grown up with him since she was a child, as dear to him as a real sister.
Uncle Jianyang had even risked a feud with one of the three great houses, the Tian family, to save him.
Both of them were his most cherished relatives.
The middle-aged man was taken aback, scrutinizing him with a glance before sneering, "And who do I think it is? Turns out it's the Ye family's castaway dog. Back then, you were chased out like a dog, yearning to taste that humiliation again, are you?"
Ye Ling's expression turned icy as he looked at the Tian family servants around him and said in a chilling tone, word by wor, "I have returned this time to take revenge on the Tian family. Tell Tian Hu and Tian Xiong to clean their necks and wait for me. In no more than two days, I will use their heads to hold a memorial service for my parents!"
"Seeking your own death, who are you to seek revenge against my Tian family!" The middle-aged man's eyes turned cold, and he raised his hand, signaling his men to surround Ye Ling, but Lin Jianyang suddenly stood up, his gaze frosty as he intently stared at him and said coldly, "If you dare lay a hand on my nephew, I will ensure that not a single one of you leaves the Lin family alive!"
The icy voice dropped the temperature in the courtyard a few degrees. The middle-aged man felt a shiver go down his spine, shifted his face away with a hint of unease, then retorted coldly, "Fine, Lin Jianyang, since you want to stand up for him, you're going against my Tian family. Don't blame us for being unmerciful!"
His eyes turned frosty, and with a glare as venomous as a snake's, he gestured toward the outside of the courtyard, "Attack! Level the Lin family to the ground!"
The ground began to rumble as one tractor after another, like mechanical beasts, charged violently towards the Lin family's ancestral home.
Crack, crack, the walls began to crumble, revealing one large hole after another.
In just an instant, the entire outer wall of the Lin family had been toppled, more than a dozen tractors charged in, rolling over the steps, flowers, trees, and even charging towards the inner courtyard's buildings.
"No, my Lin family's ancestral home has been standing for over three hundred years; it's the hard-earned foundation left by my Lin ancestors. You can't just destroy it like this!" Lin Jianyang roared, disregarding his own life as he threw his flesh and blood body in front of the tractors.
"Heh, it's your Lin family's own fault for failing to appreciate what's good for you, for refusing to marry your daughter off to our Master Tian Hu, and for daring to shelter Ye Ling, that castaway dog. Today, I will wipe out your Lin family's courtyard first, and tomorrow, I'll have the Family Head call in reinforcements to exterminate every last one of you!" the middle-aged man said coldly, his eyes gleaming with smug satisfaction.
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