Min Family.
Min Ziqiong’s parents were like two country bumpkins who had never seen the world, endlessly examining an antique placed on the table.
“Old man, is this the Guiguzi Down the Mountain round disk? I heard it’s very, very expensive. Aren’t we rich?”
“What do you know? This is a fake! The real Guiguzi Down the Mountain round disk was sold long ago for hundreds of millions!”
“Ah? What a pity. Such a prominent family, and yet they have fakes…” Min Ziqiong’s mother said with disappointment.
However, Min Ziqiong’s father’s next sentence immediately made her eyes light up.
“Although it’s a fake, it’s still a master craftsman’s work. See this inscription at the bottom of the disk? It’s the mark of Chen Zhongmei, a master potter from the late Ming dynasty! Chen Zhongmei specialized in pottery in his early years before focusing on Zisha teapots. Because of this, his early porcelain works are even rarer and worth double.”
Min Ziqiong’s father picked up the disk and pointed to the seal at the bottom.
“This round disk, if put up for auction, could fetch at least this much!”
After carefully putting down the round disk, Min Ziqiong’s father extended one finger.
“One million?”
“Ten million!”
Hiss!
Upon hearing the number, Min Ziqiong’s mother gasped.
Her gaze towards the disk grew even more fervent.
“Old man, quickly, look at the other two!”
“I knew the villa owner’s place was full of treasures. I should have taken a couple more! What a shame, we only took these three…”
Min Ziqiong’s father looked at the other two items and shook his head. “Those two are a bit less valuable. Although they are also antiques, they are worth at most four to five million combined.”
“Four to five million? That’s not a small amount! In any case, we’ve hit the jackpot this time!” Min Ziqiong’s mother was ecstatic.
“Wife, are you sure it’s okay to openly take other people’s belongings? What if they call the police? Wouldn’t your actions be considered theft?” Min Ziqiong’s father suddenly thought of something and said worriedly.
“Bah! You jinx! Can’t you say something nice? What do you mean theft? I call it rightfully claiming what’s due! They kidnapped our son and caused us immense psychological trauma. Isn’t compensation for emotional distress deserved?”
“Besides, they committed a crime first. They’re the ones who should be arrested! I don’t believe they’d dare to call the police!”
Min Ziqiong’s mother said triumphantly, having already thought everything through.
“Alas, speaking of which, I wonder if the villa owner will see the note we left and agree to the hostage exchange. If he doesn’t agree, are we really going to kill Xiao Qiong and Nannan?” Min Ziqiong’s father sighed and said.
Min Ziqiong’s mother snorted, “Xiao Qing is my lifeblood! As for those two ungrateful brats… I really couldn’t bear to kill them, but someone else can! Trading them for Xiao Qing is a good deal!”
“I hope Xiao Qiong holds some weight in the villa owner’s heart!” Min Ziqiong’s father said with a worried look, then fell silent.
At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from outside the door.
It sounded like a heavy object falling, or perhaps a small-scale earthquake.
In any case, both Min Ziqiong’s parents swayed.
“Who dared to set off firecrackers at our door? Are they tired of living?”
Min Ziqiong’s mother was furious.
She pushed open the living room door, intending to go out and confront the person.
But as she stepped out, a figure appeared before her like a ghost.
She screamed in fright and fell backward onto the floor!
“Wife!” Seeing this, Min Ziqiong’s father rushed to help her up.
“Ghost! Ghost!”
Min Ziqiong’s mother pointed at the figure at the door and cried out in alarm.
Min Ziqiong’s father followed her gaze, shivered, and his grip loosened, causing Min Ziqiong’s mother to fall to the ground again!
“Ying… Ying Chen?”
“How are you here?”
“Didn’t the Fengdun Bureau arrest you? Didn’t you die in the Fengdun Bureau?”
“I get it, you’ve come back for revenge! You… you… it was a misunderstanding, we aren’t the ones who killed you. The real culprit is Young Master Hu! If you want to find someone, go find Young Master Hu, we’re useless!”
Min Ziqiong’s mother sat on the floor, kicking her legs backward in sheer terror.
She had personally seen Ying Chen get into the Fengdun Bureau’s car!
She had even heard Lin Zhiping call Young Master Hu and say that Ying Chen was dealt with!
Since he was dealt with, Ying Chen absolutely could not be here!
Moreover, what kind of place was the Fengdun Bureau? No one ever escaped from there!
Therefore, Ying Chen’s appearance here could only mean one thing: Ying Chen had returned as a vengeful spirit for revenge!
“No! Wife! He has a shadow! He’s not a ghost, he’s a person!”
Suddenly, Min Ziqiong’s father noticed Ying Chen’s shadow illuminated by the moonlight.
He immediately realized the truth.
Ying Chen looked at the two of them, then at the ornaments on the table, his eyes turning cold.
Just as he expected, the villa had been ransacked by Min Ziqiong’s mother!
Fortunately, Min Ziqiong’s mother, with her mortal eyes, had no idea that the most valuable items in the entire villa were actually the mountain lord flowers.
She had only taken a few ornaments.
“Where are Min Ziqiong and her mother?”
“Also, who gave you permission to touch my things?”
Ying Chen questioned coldly.
Upon hearing that Ying Chen was not a ghost, Min Ziqiong’s mother’s courage immediately returned.
She got up from the floor and sized up Ying Chen.
Confirming that Ying Chen had a physical body and a shadow, she finally relaxed.
Then, pointing at Ying Chen’s nose, she began to scold, “Your things? Pfft, look in the mirror and see who you think you are! Do you really think the villa belongs to you?”
“Oh, I get it… the villa owner must have seen that note, but he didn’t want to show himself. So he pulled strings and got you out, sending you to act on his behalf, right?”
“I didn’t expect it, the villa owner’s background is so deep! He could even pull out someone the Fengdun Bureau arrested! You’re a loyal watchdog, quite favored by your master!”
Min Ziqiong’s mother looked as if she had brilliantly deduced the truth.
“Enough, I don’t have time for idle chatter. I’ll say it one last time: Release Xiao Qing immediately! Otherwise, I’ll make those two ungrateful brats pay for Xiao Qing’s life!”
“Also, tell your master: these three ornaments are considered our compensation for emotional distress. From now on, they belong to us! You are not allowed to ask for them back!”
Min Ziqiong’s mother said haughtily and imperiously.
She was completely oblivious to the chilling glint in Ying Chen’s eyes.
“You want your son?”
“You want the ornaments?”
“Fine, take them all!”
Ying Chen said, and with a sudden movement, he grabbed the Guiguzi Down the Mountain round disk from the table.
He squeezed with all his might!
Crack!
The round disk instantly shattered into powder in Ying Chen’s palm.
“My disk! A ten-million-dollar disk! Give it back!”
Min Ziqiong’s mother cried out in shock and dismay.
Ying Chen, holding a handful of the disk’s powder, walked towards Min Ziqiong’s mother step by step.
“What do you want?”
Min Ziqiong’s mother retreated, step by step.
But after only two steps, Ying Chen suddenly moved, grasping Min Ziqiong’s mother’s mouth!
His fingers parted slightly, and grains of powder leaked through, falling directly into Min Ziqiong’s mother’s mouth!
Ying Chen, ignoring Min Ziqiong’s mother, whose eyes were wide with terror, turned to Min Ziqiong’s father and said, “Call Min Ziqing.”
“We gave you the ornaments. Now it’s time for your son!”