Zhao Churan's words greatly surprised Ye Qiu.
He hadn't expected that Zhao Churan, who looked gentle and frail, was far more principled and righteous than Zhao Jian, a grown man.
Zhao Jian lowered his head, no longer daring to speak.
Ignoring Zhao Jian, Ye Qiu slowly asked, "How long has Da Sanhe Group been in Qianzhou?"
"About a year ago," Zhao Tong said in a deep voice. "This is powerful capital from the Eastern Island Country. It has close cooperation with the three major clans of Qianzhou. There are rumors that the Da Sanhe Group has some connections with the governor, but this matter is too sensitive and no one dares to mention it. We don't know if it's true or not."
What was said in jest was taken seriously by Ye Qiu, who immediately realized what was happening.
When he destroyed the three major clans, the Da Sanhe Group did not react at all, but after he destroyed the governor of Qianzhou, the Da Sanhe Group appeared. It has to be said that this is too much of a coincidence.
The deceased prefect was the governor's nephew. With a little reasoning, it's not hard to guess that the current actions of the Da Sanhe Group are very likely being fueled by the governor.
“Brother Ye Qiu, no matter what, our Zhao family will always stand with you on the same side and will never waver.”
Zhao Churan said seriously.
"Chu Ran is right. The Zhao family and Young Master Ye are bound together by life and death."
Grandpa Zhao came down from the second floor with a solemn expression.
Upon hearing this, Ye Qiu felt a pang of emotion.
Ordinary people, like Zhao Jian, would have avoided this place like the plague, but Zhao Churan and Old Master Zhao's attitude was completely different from Zhao Jian's.
Regardless of whether they could help or not, Ye Qiu was very moved.
"Grandpa, Churan, don't worry, with me here, the Zhao family will be safe and sound."
Ye Qiu said softly, "This can be considered a promise."
Old Master Zhao smiled broadly: "With your words, I am relieved. Zhao Tong, find someone to dispose of these two corpses, and while you're at it, call more people over. I have a feeling that something big will happen tonight."
"good."
Zhao Tong nodded solemnly and immediately made a phone call to have someone handle the body.
Ye Qiu glanced at Zhao Tong and said, "Just handle the body. Don't call anyone else; it's pointless."
"this..."
Zhao Tong hesitated.
Old Master Zhao said, "Then we'll listen to Young Master Ye."
"Dad, isn't it too risky not to call for help?"
Zhao Tong was somewhat uneasy.
Before he could finish speaking, Gao Hongying immediately said, "Have you forgotten how Young Master Ye dealt with the enemy when Chu Ran and we were captured?"
Zhao Tong slapped his forehead and chuckled, "I was so nervous that I forgot. I shouldn't have doubted Young Master Ye's fighting ability."
"Ha, too arrogant, he'll suffer a great loss sooner or later."
Zhao Jian turned and left, unconvinced.
"What kind of talk is that? Where are you going?" Old Master Zhao glared at Zhao Jian.
"I'm tired, I'm going back to my room to rest."
Zhao Jian quickened his pace.
"You good-for-nothing, how can you sleep?" Old Master Zhao demanded.
Zhao Jian didn't say a word and hurriedly went into the bedroom.
Grandpa Zhao was so angry that he was about to chase after them, but Zhao Churan stopped him: "Grandpa, forget it, don't worry about Second Uncle."
Not long after, someone came to the Zhao family's house and took away the two corpses on the ground.
Unbeknownst to them, Zhao Jian, inside the bedroom, was contacting the Da Sanhe Group. (www.Bǐqυgétν.net)
It took him more than ten minutes to finally get in touch with the president of Da Sanhe Group.
"Mr. Matsushita, Ye Qiu has already killed two people from your Da Sanhe Group in my Zhao family. We tried our best to stop him but were powerless to reverse the situation. Please send someone over to deal with Ye Qiu immediately. I am calling you to tell you that our Zhao family will never be your enemy, nor will we be your enemy, the Da Dong Island Dynasty. The one who is your enemy is Ye Qiu."
Zhao Jian said in a deep voice.
"Baka yarou! This Ye Qiu is so arrogant that he even dares to kill people from my Great Eastern Island Dynasty. He's doomed. I'll send people over immediately to kill him."
Matsushita was furious and hung up the phone after saying that.
Zhao Jian held his phone, a sinister smile appearing on his lips.
Outside, Ye Qiu glanced at Zhao Jian's bedroom, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
Zhao Jian had no idea that Ye Qiu had already seen through his phone call.
Ye Qiu's eyesight and hearing are more than ten times that of an ordinary person. Sometimes, he hears things he doesn't want to hear unintentionally.
"Brother Ye Qiu, what are you looking at?" Zhao Churan asked curiously.
"It's nothing," Ye Qiu said with a smile. "Your second uncle has already notified the people from Da Sanhe Group. That's good, the sooner their people arrive, the sooner the problem can be solved."
"What?"
Zhao Churan was stunned for a moment.
Old Master Zhao quickly realized what was happening: "Young Master Ye, did you hear Zhao Jian on the phone?"
"Yes." Ye Qiu did not deny it.
"That beast! He's infuriating! I'm going to beat him to death!"
Old Master Zhao, carrying his cane, stormed angrily toward Zhao Jian's bedroom.
"Grandpa, there's no need to rush," Ye Qiu said softly. "Let's wait for the people from Da Sanhe Group to arrive and suppress the enemy before we teach Zhao Jian a lesson."
"My second uncle has gone completely mad. The Da Sanhe Group is full of Japanese devils from the Eastern Island, how could he..."
Zhao Churan was also furious, her face turning icy cold.
"He has no backbone at all. This bastard is bringing shame to the Zhao family."
Old Master Zhao gritted his teeth.
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