Deep in the Lin family's mansion, after hearing the nigger's narration, Lin Huarong's expression was constantly changing. He was annoyed, worried, and most of all, angry.

"Brother Lin, and I think the poison you got is very strange. I'm afraid it's also that guy Aoqing..."

"That traitor, how dare he, how dare he... ahem..."

Lin Huarong was so angry that his chest was tight, he coughed up blood, and his whole body became weak again.

"Master, be careful..."

"Brother Lin, now is not the time to get angry."

The nigger and the two old men tried to persuade him.

"Lin Aoqing, what a Lin Aoqing, I never thought that I would adopt a white-eyed wolf that eats people without spitting out their bones!"

After a while, Lin Huarong finally regained his breath. He smashed his clenched fist directly on the bed and shouted, "Help me out. Today, I will clean up the house myself!"

Hearing his angry shouts, the two old men hurriedly stepped forward to help, but Qin Yichen, who had already adjusted, came over and stopped them.

When he stopped them, the two old men paused slightly, a little confused.

"Little brother, don't stop me. I, Lin Huarong, will never forget your kindness. However, this is my Lin family's family matter, so I hope you won't interfere."

Looking at the young man in front of him, Lin Huarong frowned and his tone sounded tough.

"Lin Aoqing is no longer someone you can clean up if you want."

Qin Yichen raised the corner of his mouth, and his words were filled with sarcasm.

As the saying goes, you reap what you sow, but you have to swallow the bitter fruit you brew.

"Brother Lin, except for us old guys, the current Lin family is all Lin Aoqing's people..."

The nigger sighed.

It's not that they don't want to manage the Lin family, but that their hearts are set on Lin Huarong, and they are bent on finding a way to detoxify and treat the poison. They have no time to manage those trivial matters, but they did not expect that this is more in line with Lin Aoqing's wishes.

Now, all the Lin family's businesses and sources of income have been replaced by Lin Aoqing's people.

Lin Aoqing's wings were hardened.

If there was a direct break, the Lin family would definitely fall apart, leaving them with nothing but an empty frame.

"It's better to abandon this kind of family!"

But he didn't expect that the nigger's advice would make Lin Huarong even more angry.

A wolf with white eyes turns into a pack in an instant. Only if he is not angry will there be ghosts.

"Of course you don't care. You are the strongest person in Xuanyun City. Of course, no one can do anything to you. But, have you ever thought about Lin Aotian? What if Lin Aoqing's remnants vent their anger on him?"

Qin Yichen spoke again, and Lin Huarong was speechless.

If Lin Aoqing's gangsters cannot be wiped out in one fell swoop, there will indeed be endless troubles.

It was about Lin Aotian's safety. Lin Huarong also calmed down and turned to look at Hei Gui, "Old Hei, what do you think we should do?"

"Brother Lin, I think it's best for you to pretend you don't know about Aotian for the time being. In order to celebrate your recovery, and it happens to be your seventieth birthday in three days, why not hold a birthday party!"

"When the time comes, as long as his people are gathered together, they will naturally be able to catch them all. Even if there are still a few minions left, they won't be able to cause any trouble, so there is nothing to be afraid of."

In such a short period of time, he came up with such a brilliant plan. Qin Yichen was really impressed by the black ghost.

He is still the drunkard here, he is clearly a man, so good that Qin Yichen feels chilled all over.

"Unexpectedly, after being in a coma for more than ten years, I, Lin Huarong, am actually seventy years old..."

Lin Huarong was a little sad, but for him, who was in the realm of a great martial artist, seventy was just middle age, "I'll just follow what you said."

He is still relatively weak and would like to take advantage of this period of time to recuperate.

"Father, father..."

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps from outside the door, and Lin Aoqing's anxious yet joyful voice came.

"Mr. Lin, your good son has come to see you, so I'll leave first. When you're almost done recovering, you can call me over again."

Qin Yichen glanced meaningfully at Lin Huarong, who was red-eyed with anger, and immediately put on his bamboo hat, and his whole body was shrouded in black robes.

"Brother Lin, remember to be patient!"

The nigger gave some serious advice, and Lin Huarong's expression changed, and he immediately became extremely weak and listless again.

It's not like he's just pretending. In fact, he's already very weak and there's no need to pretend.

"The master of the house is recovering from his injuries, you can't go in!"

Outside the door, the third elder who was guarding the door stopped Lin Aoqing with a cold tone.

When he heard the title of Patriarch, Lin Aoqing's eyes flashed with a hint of hidden resentment, but he hid this look well enough that no one noticed it.

"Third Elder, Fourth Elder, Shi Yun was passing by here. I heard that my father's condition has improved. Let me go in and have a look. My father has been in a coma for more than ten years. In the past ten years, everything in the Lin family has been...

I'm really tired carrying it all by myself..."

Lin Aoqing cried directly into the room, her face filled with resentment.

If someone didn't know about it, they would really think that he had been wronged a lot.

However, it was precisely because of his miraculous acting skills that he won the respect of Lin Huarong.

"Ahem...let him come in."

And just when the two elders were about to continue to stop him, a weak voice came from the room.

After hearing this voice, Lin Aoqing's body trembled unconsciously.

Suddenly woke up!

Moreover, he is actually sane and awake!

"Squeak!"

At this moment, the door opened, and the black ghost walked out of the room with Qin Yichen under the black robe.

"etc!"

As they passed by, Lin Aoqing suddenly came to her senses and couldn't help shouting.

"Um?!"

The nigger frowned and stared at Lin Aoqing.

Others are used to him, Lin Aoqing, but he, a nigger, is not used to him!

"Uh... well, this is the benefactor who saved my father, right? Uncle Hei, I would like to ask the benefactor to stay in our Lin Mansion for a few days so that our Lin family can express our gratitude."

Lin Aoqing's eyes kept scanning under Qin Yichen's black robe, as if she wanted to see clearly the face of the person inside.

However, it was obvious that he was going to be disappointed again. This black robe was specially prepared by Qin Yichen, and all he could see was a vague shadow.

"Let's talk about it some other time. I'm a little tired today."

Some old and obscure voices came out from under the black robe, and then, Qin Yichen left without looking back, showing the master's aloofness.

"Damn it, where did this old thing come from?"
Chapter completed!