{Chapter: 220 I am just a dog of Young Master Lin!}
Moreover, Gu Qingshan had made one thing very clear to himself—if he were ever to flee, he would take everything that belonged to him.
And that meant going to the Eastern Suburb Warehouse, a place buried deep in the eastern outskirts of Jiangbei.
There, within its sealed walls, lay Gu Qingshan's most closely guarded treasure.
Gu Qingshan's cautious and calculating nature had long defined him as a man who always thought ten steps ahead. Like a cunning rabbit who burrows multiple escape holes, he never left all his assets in one place—especially not in his own home. To keep suspicion away, he stored the bulk of his wealth, artifacts, and black market treasures in that remote and discreet warehouse.
It was his final fallback, his hidden vault.
Unfortunately for him, Lin Yuan already knew about it.
Thanks to his thorough understanding of the original novel's storyline, Lin Yuan had long known about the secret location and its importance. He used this knowledge to intercept Gu Qingshan's escape plan and prevent him from recovering the treasure trove before fleeing Jiangbei.
Sitting comfortably in the backseat of his black Rolls-Royce Phantom, Lin Yuan glanced ahead at his loyal driver.
"Shengnan," he said calmly, "Head toward Fanbei Street in Xiling District."
"Yes, Master!" Shi Shengnan answered without hesitation, gripping the steering wheel firmly.
'Fanbei Street?' she thought inwardly. 'Isn't that the slum zone? That area is known for its poverty, crime, and abandoned buildings.'
She had no idea why Lin Yuan would want to go there, but her job was not to question—it was to obey. Without a second thought, she stepped on the gas, and the Phantom roared to life, speeding through the streets like a panther on the hunt.
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Meanwhile, Gu Qingshan sat anxiously inside his private villa, his eyes flicking repeatedly to his phone.
He was waiting.
Waiting for news from Ah She, the man he trusted most with his life and treasure.
Ah She had been dispatched to the Eastern Suburb Warehouse to retrieve everything—money, valuables, secret ledgers, weapons—everything Gu Qingshan had hoarded away for a day like this.
The plan was simple: once Ah She returned, Gu Qingshan and Ye Feng would disappear from Jiangbei without a trace.
But ten minutes had passed.
And there was still no word.
Gu Qingshan's unease grew with each passing second. His instincts, honed by years of navigating the underworld, were screaming that something had gone wrong. Ah She was not the kind of man who would fail to report in—especially during such a critical operation.
He picked up his phone and began calling.
One call.
Two.
Three.
Still no response.
He frowned deeply and tried again, this time switching to other subordinates stationed at the warehouse. Silence answered every call.
That was when real panic began to set in.
'Could something have gone wrong at the Eastern Suburb Warehouse?'
'No… that place is hidden beyond reason. Nobody knows about it except for me and a select few from the Chen family.'
'Even if the Chen family suspects my betrayal, it's impossible they could act so quickly… right?'
But the ringing silence continued. More than ten minutes had passed since their last contact. That was more than enough time for something terrible to have happened.
Gu Qingshan's breath grew shallow.
Desperation clawed at the edges of his mind as he frantically dialed number after number.
Then, finally—after what felt like a dozen failed attempts—someone answered.
The voice on the other end was trembling.
"Boss! It's over—it's all over! The warehouse… the Eastern Suburb warehouse is gone! I just stepped out for a break, just wanted to get a drink… When I came back, Ah She and the others were already—already dead! They're burning the place down now… AHHHH—!"
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Slash!
Before the scream finished echoing through the phone, a flash of silver gleamed in the air.
Chen Yu's blade moved with cold efficiency, severing the man's head from his shoulders in one smooth motion. Blood splattered across the scorched earth as the lifeless body collapsed.
Wiping the blade clean, Chen Yu glanced down at the communication log and nodded slightly. Her icy eyes confirmed that every threat had been neutralized, as per the information Lin Yuan had provided. There would be no survivors. No loose ends.
Mission complete.
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Back at the villa, Gu Qingshan heard the scream—and then, the sudden, eerie silence that followed.
His hand froze mid-air.
The blood drained from his face.
His worst fears had come true.
The secret that he had kept hidden for so many years had somehow been discovered.
And there was only one man cunning enough, ruthless enough, and resourceful enough to pull it off.
Lin Yuan.
Gu Qingshan clenched his fists tightly, but then loosened them with a shaky breath.
There was no point in being angry.
The treasure was gone.
His subordinates—dead.
His warehouse—reduced to ashes.
There was nothing left to recover.
"Let's go, Brother Ye Feng," he said, turning to his companion. "Don't think about revenge for now. Let's just focus on staying alive."
His tone was grave, filled with an emotion rarely seen on his face—regret.
He had spent decades building his empire. Every brick, every dollar, every kill, every blade of grass planted carefully.
And in one night, it was all gone.
But Gu Qingshan was not the kind of man to despair. He was a survivor. He always had a backup plan.
Although the majority of his assets were stored in the warehouse, he had scattered smaller stashes across other safe zones. Some were hidden in properties tied to the Qingshan Group's main headquarters in Xiling District.
He also had men like Wang Ergou—less prominent than Ah She, certainly not as trusted—but still reliable in a crisis.
There was still a thread of hope.
And Gu Qingshan intended to cling to it with everything he had.
Without wasting a moment, Gu Qingshan and Ye Feng jumped into the car and sped off toward the Qingshan Group's Corporation headquarters.
As the car moved through the city, Gu Qingshan pulled out his phone and dialed a familiar number—Wang Ergou.
Wang Ergou had been with him for years, a man he trusted to handle matters efficiently and quietly.
It was said that the entirety of the Qingshan Group's financial assets could be liquidated in mere minutes. Shares could be converted into cash almost instantly. Properties could be sold at fire-sale prices within the hour. Bonds, stocks, bank accounts, and offshore funds could all be bundled and transferred without delay.
Gu Qingshan didn't care about the losses involved. He only had one goal in mind—convert everything into money and disappear from Jiangbei.
When Wang Ergou answered, his voice was steady, firm, and respectful—without the slightest hint of hesitation or doubt.
He spoke as if nothing had gone wrong, as if everything was still under Gu Qingshan's control.
That unwavering tone gave Gu Qingshan a small sliver of comfort. After the catastrophic fall of the Qingshan Gang, he had been on edge—paranoid, sleepless, expecting betrayal from every direction.
But Wang Ergou's voice was like a lifeline.
Finally, some loyalty still remained.
Moments later, Gu Qingshan and Ye Feng arrived at the imposing Qingshan Group Building.
The tall structure loomed against the cloudy sky, its glass panels glinting faintly in the dim light.
As they pulled up to the entrance, they saw a small group waiting near the front steps—Wang Ergou and a handful of Gu Qingshan's old men.
The area was quiet. No crowds. No police. Nothing seemed suspicious at first glance.
As promised, Wang Ergou stood by the door, carrying a large black suitcase.
It was supposed to contain everything Gu Qingshan needed: stacks of cash, bank passbooks, bonds, bearer cheques, fake passports, offshore account details, and emergency documents.
It was the entire exit plan—packed and ready.
Everything appeared perfectly in place.
Yet…
Something didn't feel right.
Gu Qingshan couldn't put his finger on it, but a sense of unease crept into his chest.
His instincts were rarely wrong.
"Boss Qingshan!" Wang Ergou called out, waving one hand. "Come on over! The funds have all been converted. Everything you asked for is right here in the suitcase!"
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