C10 Master Guu Asked Me to Pick You up

The crowd at the school entrance had dispersed, and tranquility was restored.

Yet, unnoticed by all, a few men clad in black loomed in a shadowy alley mere hundreds of meters from the gate.

"Brother Kun, Ye Luo was taken by the cops. He struck Zhu Chengrong's son, which could spell trouble," one of the men in black reported to another.

"Zhu Chengrong?" Brother Kun moistened his lips and instructed, "Reach out to him. Tell him if the Zhu family wishes to remain in Linhai, they'll have to swallow their pride. If they can't, we'll make sure it's the last thing they swallow."

The men in black shivered at Liu Kun's words, nodding in agreement.

...

At the police station, Ye Luo was exceedingly cooperative, allowing the investigation to proceed swiftly.

Detective Leng scrutinized the witness statements and Ye Luo's account with furrowed brows.

The case was straightforward: Zhu Jian had cornered Ye Luo, intending to jump him, but ended up getting beaten instead. Whether it was self-defense, excessive defense, or intentional injury, all seemed plausible explanations.

Determining the verdict, however, was complex, not easily defined, especially given Zhu Jian's influential background.

"Captain Leng, the Deputy Chief called. He described the Linhai University assault as heinous, condemning the audacity of violence at the school's doorstep and insisting on severe punishment for the assailant," an officer relayed.

The message seemed clear enough, but the subtext was laden with implications.

Captain Leng understood the unspoken message: the Zhu family was exerting their influence.

The recent interrogation had highlighted the stark contrast between Zhu Jian and Ye Luo. Zhu Jian, the son of the prominent Linhai City entrepreneur Zhu Chengrong, a listed company president and a Linhai University board member, epitomized the affluent second generation. Ye Luo, on the other hand, was an orphan with no parents, no influence, no clout—his fate in this matter seemed all but sealed.

Amidst these reflections, a middle-aged man in a crisply tailored suit hurried into her office, escorted by an officer.

"Who are you?" he inquired with a frosty wariness.

"Hello, my name is Zhou Liang, Mr. Ye Luo's attorney. I'm here to arrange his bail," the middle-aged man stated directly.

A lawyer? And Mr. Ye Luo's at that?

Leng Leng was taken aback. Zhu Jian's lawyer showing up wouldn't have fazed her, but Mr. Ye Luo's? That was a head-scratcher. As an orphan, who would have secured a lawyer for him? And why did Zhou Liang's name ring a bell?

Unbeknownst to Ice-Cold, the officers around her were equally shocked.

Zhou Liang, the top lawyer in Linhai City, boasted a winning rate over 80%, was nationally recognized as an outstanding lawyer, and served as the vice president of the Bar Association... His list of accolades was intimidatingly long.

Such a high-profile lawyer was here for Ye Luo? Just what was Ye Luo's true status?

Amidst the murmurs of the crowd, Zhou Liang remained unfazed; he was used to being the focal point wherever he went.

He placed an envelope on Ice-Cold's desk. "This contains the bail amount and all the pertinent documents. Additionally, there's evidence supporting my client's claim of self-defense in this incident."

Self-defense?

Zhou Liang's declaration left both Leng Leng and the attending officers momentarily speechless.

"Rest assured, Captain Leng, the evidence here will substantiate my claims. Moreover, the Zhu family won't be pressing charges. I've already visited the injured Zhu Jian in the hospital. He personally confessed that they instigated the altercation and even paid others to set up my client. He's deeply remorseful now."

"What? Zhu Jian personally admitted to framing Ye Luo?" Zhou Liang's revelation was almost too astonishing to believe. It was ludicrous. Just hours before, Zhu Jian was at the university gates vociferously accusing Ye Luo of murder, clamoring for the harshest punishment.

"The document includes Zhu Jian's signed and fingerprinted confession, along with a video of his repentance and apology. If you have any doubts, Captain Leng, feel free to watch it." Zhou Liang said, pulling out his phone and cueing up the video.

In the video, Zhu Jian sat on his hospital bed, weeping and sniffling as he confessed, admitting that he had wronged Ye Luo. Full of regret, he vowed to turn himself in once he recovered and willingly accept his punishment. The display left Leng Leng utterly astonished.

"Officer Leng, as you can see, can I now secure my client's release on bail? If there's more information you need, just tell me what it is, and I'll get it ready," Zhou Liang said with utmost courtesy, yet his gaze was resolute, signaling his determination to take Ye Luo with him that day.

With all the necessary information in hand and Zhu Jian's confession, Leng Leng no longer had any grounds to hold Ye Luo.

Minutes later, led by Zhou Liang, Ye Luo exited the police station. Nearby, a Mercedes-Benz 600 and two Land Rovers awaited.

Upon seeing Ye Luo and Zhou Liang emerge, several individuals swiftly approached them. Leading the group was Iron Fist Liu Kun, the same man who had exchanged blows with Ye Luo at the Supreme Wealthy Class. However, Iron Fist was in an awkward state, his right hand wrapped in gauze and slung across his chest.

"Mr. Ye, Mr. Liu, I'm relieved to report that I've fulfilled my assignment. I'll take my leave now," Zhou Liang said, shaking hands with Ye Luo before sliding into the Mercedes.

"Mr. Ye, Master Guu sent me to collect you," Liu Kun announced.

Ye Luo wasn't taken aback to see Liu Kun. In his past life, he had some dealings with Guu Tianxiong, a man of principle and resolve who had once aided Ye Luo. It was Ye Luo who later cured Guu Tianxiong's ailment.

With history repeating itself, Ye Luo was open to alleviating Guu Tianxiong's suffering sooner, provided Guu himself was amenable.

"And my friend?" Ye Luo inquired, referring to Hsu Danian.

"Rest assured, he's been escorted back to the university. I've also spoken to the Zhu family; they wouldn't dare trouble your friend. By the way, Mr. Ye, if you're available now, Master Guu is eagerly awaiting you," Liu Kun inquired with great politeness.

Ye Luo nodded in agreement and climbed into the Land Rover with Liu Kun. In no time, the vehicle sped off with a thunderous roar.

Unbeknownst to Ye Luo, as he departed, multiple pairs of eyes were fixed on him.

One pair belonged to a man exuding an icy demeanor, standing at the window of the police station office as dusk settled heavily around him.

"An orphan getting Zhou Liangliang to post bail? An orphan being picked up in a Land Rover? Just who are you, Ye Luo? I'm determined to uncover your true identity. I, with my unyielding gaze, tolerate no deceit."

Initially, he had been concerned that Zhu Jian, being a wealthy heir, might tilt the scales of justice against Ye Luo. Now, it appeared that Ye Luo himself might be the more influential scion, sparking a newfound interest.

Meanwhile, not far from the police station, Ziyuan stood shoulder to shoulder with a middle-aged man beside an Audi, their eyes trailing Ye Luo as he left.

"Miss, the man who fetched Ye Luo is named Liu Kun, an associate of the Gu family's Guu Tianxiong," the middle-aged man informed Ziyuan.

With a flick of her tongue over her crimson lips, Ziyuan's eyes—both delicate and bewitching—shone with curiosity. "So, he might be connected to the Gu family? That explains his boldness in grievously wounding Zhu Jian."