The news from Yu Zecheng touched Lin Yin's heart.

In Lin Yin's life, only his grandfather Qi Wending was alive.

Grandpa suddenly fell ill and was hospitalized. I don't know if someone plotted against him.

He will never allow anyone to hurt his loved ones.

"Yu Zecheng, what's the situation?" Lin Yin asked solemnly.

"Master Yin, the imperial capital is really not peaceful recently, and the Xu family has jumped up again, as if they are still not convinced by what happened last time." Yu Zecheng said solemnly, "The old man has always been in good health. Sudden onset, the hospital will not be able to find out the symptoms for a while, and the subordinates think it is a bit strange."

"In addition, there were several accidents in Huayang District, and several brothers died. I suspect that the Xu family did it. Now I have sent Tang Hui to deal with it. I don't know the specific situation yet." Yu Zecheng said slowly. .

Lin Yin's expression gradually became stern, it seems that something has happened to Dijing.

Those rich and powerful families in the imperial capital seem to be not very convinced of themselves.

After thinking for a while, Lin Yin then asked, "I asked you to watch the Sakura Club and the Seven Stars Group in Korea before. What happened?"

"Master Yin, it's as you expected. The Sakura Society and the Seven Star Group have really made some moves. The Sakura Society suddenly expanded their business in the Imperial Capital, and the Seven Star Group set up a signboard in the Imperial Capital with great fanfare. Seven Star Group headquarters There are even a group of high-level officials who have settled in the Imperial Capital." Yu Zecheng reported seriously.

The corner of Lin Yin's mouth twitched into a sneer.

The Qixing chaebol in Korea still couldn't swallow the anger it had in the past. The chairman of Qixing, Park Jinxun, was trying to help his son.

Forget it, those forces in the imperial capital also have to liquidate, otherwise they will really think that they are fake.

"Yu Zecheng, immediately lead someone to guard the old man's hospital and keep an eye on the Xu family's movements. I will fly back to the Imperial Capital today." Lin Yin ordered seriously.

"yes!"

After hanging up the phone, Lin Yin looked at the villa with a complicated expression, and his eyes gradually became deep.

He pondered for a long time.

Lin Yin opened his mouth.

"Qimo, many things are not what you think. There is an emergency at my grandfather's side, wait for me, I will come back."

There was still no response from the villa.

Lin Yin lowered his eyes slightly, was silent for a while, then turned around.

"Shen San, drive to the airport."

Lin Yin gave some instructions, Li Pu opened the door, and he sat in the back seat of the car.

After a while, Shen San turned the car around, and the car drove away from Xuelong Villa.

It seemed to hear the sound of a vehicle leaving.

In the room on the second floor of the villa, the curtains were drawn, and Zhang Qimo stood by the window, looking through the window at the distant shadow of the vehicle.

She lowered her eyelids, her expression extremely complicated.

"Lin Yin..."

Zhang Qimo murmured to herself, with complex expressions in her eyes, and she didn't know what she was thinking about.

...

On the bustling avenue, there was a lot of traffic, and Shen San drove the car to speed along the road.

On the back seat of the car, Lin Yin's face was like sinking water.

The old man's illness was too sudden, and the affairs of the Imperial Capital had to be dealt with properly.

This time, his plan was disrupted.

On Qimo's side, maybe it's better to let her calm down for a while.

"Li Pu, follow me back to the Imperial Capital, the old man also lacks someone to take care of him." Lin Yin said.

Li Pu, who was sitting in the co-pilot, changed his expression and nodded, "Master, I will follow your arrangement. Old slave, I also want to go back to the capital to see the old man."

Lin Yin nodded, and continued: "Shen San, you must take care of the affairs in Qingyun City."

"You and Jiang Qi, handle everything properly. The most important thing is not to let any accident happen to Zhang Qimo."

"Master Lin, don't worry about going to the Imperial Capital to do business. In Qingyun City, I will take care of everything with Jiang Qi." Shen San said solemnly. Novel Novel Network

Lin Yin nodded slightly, and after explaining everything, he took out his encrypted phone and made a call.

It was for Ning Que.

After two beeps.

Pick up the phone.

"Elder, what are your orders?" Ning Que's respectful voice came from the phone.

Ever since Lin Yin helped him to be the Patriarch of the Ning Family, Ning Que has admired Lin Yin so much that it is no exaggeration to say that if Lin Yin sent him into flames, he would jump off without hesitation.

"How are you presiding over the affairs of the Ning family?" Lin Yin asked calmly.

"With the great elder and your remaining prestige, no one in the Ning family dares to oppose me. The Ning family's property is operating in an orderly manner." Ning Que replied seriously.

"Very good." Lin Yin said slowly, "You call the Ning family's secret guards to find out, the old man's illness has traces of man-made. Who did it, investigate at all costs."

"Yes! I'll send someone to investigate right away!" Ning Que said emotionally.

The old man of the Qi family is seriously ill and is still under lockdown. Ning Que has never heard of it before.

Someone actually dared to strike at the old man who is aspiring to the top. It can be seen that there is a big storm of conspiracy lurking in the imperial capital this time.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Yin closed his eyes and rested his mind, with countless thoughts in his mind.

This time back to the imperial capital, he still has a lot of things to do.

Things about the Dragon Mansion must be prepared at any time.

The revenge of the Qi family has not yet been avenged.

The Black Dragon King was still spying secretly.

Now, on the surface, he seems to be rich and powerful, with Shen San and Jiang Qi in Donghai Province, Chris sitting in Hong Kong City, and Yu Zecheng and Ning Que in Imperial Capital to help take care of everything.

It seems that the wealth has almost reached the pinnacle of the world.

However, Lin Yin knew it very well.

Facing the existence of the level of Longfu, these vain secular industries are completely vulnerable.

If I want to take back the Dragon Mansion, I not only have to deal with Mr. Gu Da, but also continue to deploy dark forces.

While thinking about it, Shen San had already driven close to Qingyun International Airport.

...

at the same time.

Imperial Capital, Huayang District.

In a bustling city, in a brightly lit entertainment building.

A red carpet was laid on the promenade, and a number of bodyguards in suits were lined up.

A middle-aged man in a black jacket led several strong men in black, walked through the corridor, and came to a luxurious box.

"Master Xiong, Lord Yan is waiting for you inside."

A bodyguard in a suit guarding the gate said with a grim expression, raising his hand as a signal.

Tang Hui frowned slightly, snorted coldly, and walked in with a few of his men.

Tang Hui obeyed Yu Zecheng's order and personally brought several key personnel to Huayang District to handle errands.

It is because Yan Long, who was beaten by Lord Yin before, jumped up again for some reason, and is still making trouble in Huayang District, grabbing gray business everywhere.

Today, Yan Long took the initiative to invite him over to discuss matters even more arrogantly.

Tang Hui walked into the luxurious box, a big table was set up inside, Yan Long was smoking with white jade rod in his hand, squinting his eyes.

"Yanlong, are you not looking for death? Last time Lord Yin said hello, even the Xu family didn't dare to fight against it, so you still want to jump out and look for death?" Tang Hui asked coldly.

There was a sneer at the corner of Yan Long's mouth, "Tang Hui, Tang Hui, do you think the Xu family will forget about what happened last time? Your Young Master Yin, you have gone too far!"

As he spoke, Yan Long tapped the cigarette rod, and soon, a short and thin islander in a gray shirt appeared silently from a shadowy corner.

"You are Tang Hui, Lin Yin's subordinate? Hello, my name is Gong Jiu."