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The person who had come was none other than Lin Jiazhong’s eldest son, Lin Yongcheng.

Yesterday, after leaving Chunfeng Building, Lin Yongcheng saw Lin Yuan selling mooncakes and, upon returning to the academy, he had egged on his younger brother Lin Yongle to go and trouble her.

Lin Yongle had always disliked this cousin of his, known by the moniker "Little Disaster Star," and was quite happy to take this opportunity to pick a fight.

Plus, the girl was running a stall and doing business—there was a possibility of skimming some profits off her.

However, Lin Yongcheng had waited the entire afternoon at the academy without sight of his brother returning.

At first, he thought that Lin Yongle had gotten his hands on some silver and took off to enjoy himself with friends, and he even cursed his brother internally for not thinking of him, the elder brother.

Who knew, by the next day, when he still hadn’t seen Lin Yongle return to the academy—and neither had several students who went with him—he began to sense that something was amiss and hurried out to make inquiries.

What he discovered was alarming—his brother had offended the Young Master of Fuman Building and was thrown into the grand jail!

He promptly tried to use silver to bail his brother out, sparing no expense, but to no avail. The silver was like a meat bun thrown to a dog, gone without return, while there was no sight of his brother!

He might not have seen his brother, but he had managed to gather almost all the facts; it turned out that Lin Yongle, following Wang Tianba, had gone to trouble Lin Yuan when they happened to encounter the Young Master of Fuman Building, whom they even beat up.

As for how badly they beat him up, that was unknown, only that it was very serious.

The Master Magistrate, upon learning of this, personally ordered harsh punishment.

Now, whether it was Wang Tianba or the academy students, they were all locked in the deepest part of the jail, with no visits allowed from anyone.

What was even more fatal was that, during the brawl, his brother had been mistakenly injured by his own people.

The extent of the injury was still unknown, but it seemed not to be life-threatening.

However, with the Master Magistrate’s order forbidding any visitation, even summoning a doctor was out of the question.

Lin Yongcheng tearfully recounted the story of his brother being jailed and injured, naturally omitting the part where he had encouraged his brother to pick on their cousin.

What he feared the most was Lin Yuan revealing his frequent visits to Chunfeng Building; obviously, he couldn’t bring up that sort of thing.

Lin Yuan had already guessed that it was Lin Yongcheng, her elder brother, who had stirred up this trouble the moment she saw Lin Yongle; but now, seeing him not mention himself at all, she also surmised there was something fishy.

As soon as Lin Jiazhong heard that his second son had gotten into a brawl and was thrown into jail, his face instantly turned pale—that was his own son, after all! What should he do!

"What happened? Le Le has been put in jail?" Lin Jianling, who had been in a daze, suddenly snapped to attention. His grandsons were his precious treasures, and now one was in jail and injured—it was as if they were after his very life!

On his knees, Lin Yongcheng crawled to the feet of Lin Jianling and wrapped his arms around his legs, smearing the face of Lin Jianling’s pants with his tears and snot: "Grandfather, wuh wuh, Grandfather, you must save my brother, he—he seems to have been beaten by someone, and it’s said to be very serious!

It’s been a whole night, I don’t know if—if. .."

If what? Lin Jianling’s mind automatically conjured up the image of Lin Yongle beaten to a pulp, his face unrecognizable and without medical treatment, feeling a blockage in his chest as heavy as a large rock. Suddenly, his mind went blank.

Bang!

Lin Jianling’s rigid body collapsed backward. Lady Yang, caught off guard, failed to catch him in time and could only watch in horror as the elder fell to the ground, his face deathly pale, his lips twitching, and even his entire cheek convulsing!

"Boss! Boss, what’s wrong with you! Ah, Boss, don’t scare me, wuh wuh, Boss, please wake up, wake up!"

Lady Yang knelt down beside Lin Jianling with a thud, shaking his motionless head with both hands, trying to rouse her unconscious husband.