After Ye Caijie finished speaking, not a single tear could be shed.
Long Yueyin's smoke rings came in bursts.
Thus, all twelve of the original Guardian Generals are now dead!
He Dazhu roared, "Where is that damned Ye Hua?"
Long Yueyin said calmly, "Getting angry won't solve anything; it will only hurt yourself."
"Ye Hua has now acquired all of Old Master Ye's treasured antiques, and it is very likely that Huichuntang is also in his hands."
“The Huichuntang, which my grandfather founded, has long been defunct in name only. When I checked the accounts before, I found that the company’s accounts had very little left.”
"The company was on the verge of collapse, so I used the honey I bought from He Dazhu to develop new health products in an attempt to save the company."
"The sales of the new products are very good, and the company's financial deficit has been partially made up in a short period of time."
"But now it seems that the reason why the company was in financial trouble was probably because Ye Hua was embezzling the company's assets."
"It's very likely that Ye Hua has someone in the company."
Ye Caijie continued, "Now that Ye Hua has so many of his grandfather's collection of cultural relics, he must be eager to cash them in."
“We’re on the same page here,” Long Yueyin said, looking at Su Yinxue.
"However, there is only one way to maximize profits."
At this moment, He Dazhu continued Ye Caijie's words, saying, "Auction!"
Ye Caijie gave He Dazhu a reassuring look.
Ye Caijie continued, "My grandfather loved collecting throughout his life, and he has collected more than a hundred cultural relics and antiques."
"However, many of these cultural relics and antiques were bought at high prices at foreign auctions."
“My grandfather always told me that cultural relics are the memory of a country, carrying the history of the country. A country that loses its cultural relics is like a country that has lost its memory and its soul.”
"Grandpa always had a wish that after he died, all the cultural relics he collected could be donated to the country and returned to China."
Ye Caijie suddenly said with unusual determination, "We can rebuild the company if it's gone, but once cultural relics are gone, it's like looking for a needle in a haystack. Moreover, once they are circulated overseas, shameless people will exhibit them in their museums without any shame."
"The memories of the Dragon Kingdom should not be displayed in someone else's shop window; they should return to the land that belongs to it."
He Dazhu was startled after hearing Ye Caijie's words.
He immediately felt awe and respect for Ye Caijie.
Long Yueyin looked at Ye Caijie with satisfaction.
"So we must retrieve this batch of cultural relics no matter what, especially those that my grandfather bought back from abroad at a high price."
Ye Caijie suddenly spoke up: "Looking at the entire Dragon Kingdom now, the only auction house that can realize the greatest profit from this batch of cultural relics is Sotheby's in Dragon Capital."
"Sotheby's is the most prestigious auction house in the entire capital city. Those who can participate in Sotheby's auctions are basically millionaires with assets of tens of millions or more. Moreover, Sotheby's is a membership-based auction house, and non-members are not allowed to enter."
“There is a Sotheby’s auction house in Yunxi Province.”
"These are the places we can think of that Ye Hua might go to."
"What I'm worried about now is that if Ye Hua goes to the black market, then it's very likely that these cultural relics will really never be found again."
Long Yueyin then let out a cold laugh.
"black market?"
"The black market is a mess. It's no wonder that spoiled brat Ye Hua got played to death."
"Now we can only try our luck at the Sotheby's auction in Yunxi Province."
"But there is something more important to do now, which is to bury Grandpa."
All eyes turned to Ye Long, who was lying in a pool of blood.
Old Master Ye was an upright and honest man. In his youth, he was dedicated to protecting his family. In his old age, he founded Huichuntang and promoted the health preservation methods and traditional Chinese medicine of China. However, he encountered such a calamity in his later years. He Dazhu and his group wanted to tear Ye Hua to pieces.
He Dazhu and Long Yueyin led Ye Caijie and Ye Long away from the Ye family manor at night, a manor that no longer belonged to any of them.
As the corner of the manor gradually disappeared at the end of the road, it was illuminated by a streetlamp.
Ye Caijie leaned against He Dazhu's back and shed tears once again.
He Dazhu felt bad and didn't know how to comfort Ye Caijie.
Heaven and hell seem to be just a thought away.
Ye Caijie silently said in her heart, "I will definitely take back the Ye family with my own hands."
As they spoke, the group, bathed in the bright moonlight, rushed towards Bai Luochuan's apartment.
Ding-dong—
"This should be the place, but why is no one coming to open the door?"
Long Yueyin said anxiously.
If someone were to see Long Yueyin carrying the deceased Old Master Ye on her back, they would surely faint from fright on the spot.
It might even bring Long Yueyin a lot of unnecessary trouble.
Just as Long Yueyin was about to press the button again, the apartment door opened.
Bai Luochuan's eyes quickly spotted Ye Long on Long Yueyin's back.
He was immediately terrified and quickly invited everyone inside.
Bai Luochuan's apartment is a duplex with two floors. The apartment is spacious, clean, and the furniture is arranged neatly.
"Uncle Ye, him?"
Bai Luochuan stared in horror at Ye Long, who was lying dead on the sofa. He could hardly believe it. Just a few days ago, Ye Long was alive and well, and now he was lying dead in front of him.
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