?Reading on smartphone Held up a tablet, respectfully presenting it to Qin Yu. The monitor displayed that Hou Bao’s car had already exited the Qin family building, with only him inside the vehicle, and no second car following. Qin Yu smiled and issued the order: “Act now—seize the old man and bring him to the warehouse in the east suburb!” “Yes.” His subordinate turned and left the room. The bald gentleman spoke pleadingly: “Mr. Qin, I’ve never done anything wrong to you. Later, when Mr. Hou told me you had died in a car accident, I had to follow his instructions. I hope you’ll overlook this small matter. I’ve already done what I could to assist you—please don’t make things difficult for me!” Qin Yu smiled and said, "Just because you called me 'Mr. Qin' a moment ago, I'm already forgiving you. Don't worry—I won't bother you. But just to be safe, I'll take a few photos of you and your mistress. Then you'll have no choice but to keep quiet about what happened!" The bald gentleman was stunned, his forehead now beaded with cold sweat. Qin Yu gave a signal to his two assistants and said, "You two, don't just stand there—help these two out, or they'll feel embarrassed!" The two assistants grinned menacingly, tossing the man and woman onto the bed and positioning them in various awkward postures, while the third one kept pressing the camera shutter, taking dozens of photos. Qin Yu went through the photos with interest and said, "The photos are quite good. I warn you—should you dare to speak about today's incident, I guarantee you won't just lose your reputation. You'll die a terrible death!" The bald gentleman quickly stepped in: "Mr. Qin, please rest assured—I'll carry this story right into my coffin!" Qin Yu nodded satisfiedly and led the group away. Half an hour later, at a warehouse in the east suburb, two vehicles were parked outside. One had at least several dents and dings, while the other, its front end more severely damaged, had lost its headlights entirely. Inside the warehouse, an elderly man was shouting angrily: "You bunch of thieves! This is kidnapping—this is a legal offense! If you want to keep your heads, just release me right now. Otherwise, you'll regret it!" He was tied to a cylindrical post, facing several sturdy men. The leader, wearing black sunglasses and revealing several large gold teeth, sneered, "Old man, keep shouting and I'll have you dead. Do you think you're someone special? You're still so proud after arriving here—have you lived your whole life on the back of a dog?" Hou Bao raised an eyebrow and demanded, "So, who are you people, and why have you kidnapped me?" The man in black sunglasses slapped him hard and shouted, "You've got not a single sense of self-awareness! Keep yelling, and I'll break your legs—do you still think this is your own little patch of land?" Pei Bao's face swelled up from the slap, with blood trickling from his mouth. Honestly, it was only after being hit that he truly grasped his current situation. "You... you..." "Do you dare ask me that now?" the man in black sunglasses raised his palm again. Pei Bao, far from being stupid, quickly shut up. The warehouse door was opened from the outside, and a four-wheel-drive vehicle drove in, straight toward where Pei Bao had been hit, stopping just less than a meter away. The old man broke into a cold sweat—should it actually collide, he'd be turned into a meat pie. The car door opened, and Qin Yu stepped down calmly. Pei Bao, his eyes blurred, stared at him for a long time without recognizing him. Qi Yun has indeed undergone significant changes recently—both in demeanor and appearance. Hou Bao couldn't recognize him, which is entirely understandable. "Old fellow, it's great to see you again. I'm sure you didn't expect us to meet so soon!" Qi Yun greeted him with a smile. The moment Hou Bao heard the term "old fellow," he recognized him instantly—no one else dared to use such a respectful title. "Qi Yun, it's you!" he exclaimed, eyes wide open. "You actually had people kidnap me! Didn't you remember that it was *I* who had spared you back then? How can you repay me with ingratitude now?" Qi Yun extended his hand, shaking it gently as he said, "Of course I remember. That's why I didn't just shoot you down with a barrage of arrows. Old fellow, I'm sure you already understand your current situation. To avoid any physical hardship, I urge you to cooperate willingly. Otherwise, I can't guarantee your safety!" Hou Bao took a deep breath, feeling he was already regretting his decision. He should have acted with a touch of leniency back then, as Qin Feng had suggested—cutting the roots and eliminating him completely. At the time, Hou Bao had mainly been moved by the fact that Qin Yu was still young, believing that any fault lay with Cheng Mei and Sun Kui. It wasn't until the very end that Qin Yu himself discovered his true identity. Moreover, Hou Bao had watched Qin Yu grow up himself, and to see him killed in person, he simply couldn't bring himself to do it. Therefore, he had chosen to release Qin Yu and instructed him never to set foot again in Pinglu City, or else he would face certain death. Yet, within just a few months, this young man had transformed dramatically, returning with a group of loyal followers, strong and determined. Hou Bao knew that regret would now do no good. Taking another deep breath, he spoke firmly, "What do you want from me? Say it plainly." "That's exactly what I hoped for," he replied. "As long as you're willing to work with me, I promise you will be safe." Qin Yu spoke with a resolute air: "I'm not someone who forgets kindness. Once things are settled, you'll surely receive your fair share!" Hou Bao chuckled, thinking—how could you possibly repay me if you were truly grateful, especially after you've had the audacity to kidnap me? But being under someone's roof, one has to bend, so he patiently asked, "Then, what exactly do you want from me?" Qin Yu produced a smartphone and said, "It's actually quite simple—just give my daughter Mei Hui a call and ask her to drive out of the Qin Group building. After that, I won't need you to do anything else!" "What? You want to kidnap my daughter too!" Hou Bao's eyes flashed with anger. "What is it this time, exactly?" Qin Yu fixed his gaze on Hou Bao and said, "Let me be honest with you—my real intention isn't to target you or your daughter. My true target is Qin Feng. I want him to return everything he took from me, one by one. I want him to experience the very worst of life—something far worse than death..." "You're dreaming." Hou Bao spat at her and shouted, "You're worthy of this? Who are you, really? Do I need to say more? You yourself almost took what belonged to Xiao Feng—now you're boasting that he stole from you! And still, you insist on keeping your Qin surname. Do you have any dignity at all?" Qin Yu was furious. He drew a pistol from his waist and pressed the barrel against Hou Bao's forehead, saying sternly, "Old man, I'm telling you now—do exactly as I ask. Otherwise, I'll send you off to the afterlife. Think carefully—would you really sacrifice your life for just one Qin Feng?" Hou Bao first stared at him with blazing anger, then gradually his defenses began to crumble. Finally, he lowered his head and said, "Alright, I'll make the call—but you must promise not to harm my daughter. If you don't, even if you kill me, I won't cooperate with you."