"Dad, I have something for you." Shi Qi handed over the thing in his hand, his voice a little low, cold and deep.
Yan Shixing noticed that his daughter looked strange, so he took the thing and saw that it was a recorder.
After he clicked it, the conversation inside was slowly replayed. The person in the voice made Yan Shixing's brows droop a little, and a gloomy and murderous aura filled his face, as if warm jade was shattered bit by bit, and the air around him seemed to solidify into thin ice.
Yan Shixing was holding a black recorder, and the blue veins on the back of his hand were clearly visible.
He stared at it silently, the skin on his face was taut and his thin lips were pressed into a straight line as sharp as a dagger.
"Dad, don't worry, I'll have someone keep an eye on him and won't let him escape." Shi Qi's cold voice was gloomy and his eyes were cold.
"Yeah!" and put it in his pocket.
Yan Shixing and Shi Qi changed out of their pajamas, walked out of the villa and headed straight for the Yan family ancestral hall.
"Let everyone gather at the Yan Clan Ancestral Hall for a meeting!"
Yan Shixing gave orders directly to the manager and others.
The light in the Yan family ancestral hall was originally very dim. His jade-like, ancient, quiet and elegant face was hidden in the shadows, as if covered with thin ice. He spoke very slowly, but every word was exceptionally clear, "Bring Yan Lieting up here. Don't let him get away."
Going to arrest people, although no one knows why, but as the head of the family, Yan Shixing has a reason for everything he does.
The managers, with serious expressions, brought a dozen skilled fighters and went straight to Yan Lieting's villa to arrest people.
Yan Shixing received a call from Yan Ruo.
"Sir, I found it."
The news Yan Ruo reported on the phone made Yan Shixing's gentle face look very gloomy. His eyes were as dark as ink, like a silent storm gathering. "Bring it here!"
"Okay." Yan Ruo responded and hung up the phone.
Soon, the Yan family ancestral hall was brightly lit, and everyone had to obey the order given by the head of the family, Yan Shixing.
After gathering at the Yan family ancestral hall, everyone saw Yan Shixing's solemn expression.
For many years, the ancestral hall was only opened during memorial ceremonies or major festivals, or when important decisions were made.
The ancestral hall was filled with black-clad thugs inside and out. Yan Shixing sat in the first seat. His handsome features were like a deep well with a huge shadow floating in it. A captivating pressure emanated from his warm and gentle depths, and his whole body exuded a noble and cold aura.
It has been a long time since I saw Yan Shixing like this.
Everyone vaguely remembered that more than ten years ago, when Yan Shixing first came to power, he was like this and no one dared to look down on him.
Even Shi Qi, who was standing next to him, was wearing a white shirt, black leather pants, and a high ponytail. She stood there in a cold and indifferent manner, in contrast to the soft and cute look she had during the day. At this moment, she had a look of indifference and dignity, and her intimidating aura was no less than that of Yan Shixing.
Seeing such a situation, everyone felt extremely nervous for some reason.
In the hall, several senior elders were the first to ask, "Shi Xing, it's not a typical day, why are you suddenly opening the ancestral hall?"
"Punish the evildoers and comfort our ancestors!" Yan Shixing's eyes were like the gentle green jade shimmering in a shallow pool. Under the clear dim light, they were silently rippling with cold thin ice, and the warmth was no longer there.
Everyone in the hall was shocked when they heard this.
Master Yan came in with a sullen face and first asked Yan Shixing, "What happened? Punishing the evildoer? Who is it?"
The steward who had been gone for a long time finally came back and stood in front of Yan Shixing to report, "Sir, the person has been brought here."
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