{Chapter: 219 Chen Yu's heart! Become his knife forever!}
About half an hour earlier, Lin Yuan placed a call to Hope Cake Shop.
"Hello, Xiao Lian? No need to get the store manager today. Could you call Chen Yu over for me?" Lin Yuan asked casually, his voice calm as ever.
"What's going on?" came Chen Yu's direct response as she picked up the call.
"There are three cars waiting just outside Hope Cake Shop," Lin Yuan said evenly. "You'll want to get in the last one. It'll take you straight to the Eastern Suburb warehouse."
Chen Yu's voice sharpened. "And what exactly do you need from me?"
Lin Yuan answered without hesitation, "Killing."
Chen Yu went quiet for a beat. "Killing? And why should I help you kill anyone?"
Lin Yuan's voice remained calm and devoid of emotion. "Not for me. For yourself."
There was a pause before Lin Yuan added with precise clarity, "The Chen family."
At those words, Chen Yu hung up the call without another word.
She rose from her seat, her face unreadable. Without looking back, she walked straight out of the cake shop, pushing the glass door open with a determined step. Just as Lin Yuan said, three black cars were lined up across the street. She climbed into the last one without hesitation.
Inside, a man dressed in a black suit and dark sunglasses turned around from the passenger seat. Without a word, he handed her a thick file folder, bound and organized with an eerie precision.
Chen Yu flipped through the documents.
Each page contained a photo along with a name, identity, and a list of crimes. These weren't just targets — they were monsters.
Objective: Eliminate all personnel stationed at the Eastern Suburb warehouse. Seize and secure the entire facility.
Reward: The lives of 13 Chen family members stationed as guards.
Her eyes scanned the names and the descriptions beneath them.
Target: Ah She — Warehouse Watchman. Notorious for over a hundred confirmed murders. Known for severing the limbs and tongues of children, then abandoning them to beg on the streets.
Target: Chen Mi — Warehouse Manager and confirmed Chen family member. Regularly collaborated with the Qingshan Gang to traffic girls as young as six years old, profiting from their misery.
And so it went. Page after page.
It became immediately clear: Lin Yuan wasn't sending her to spill blood blindly. He had done his research. Every target was guilty of unspeakable crimes. He had even provided detailed evidence of each individual's atrocities.
Chen Yu understood now. This wasn't just a random mission. It was revenge. Justice — or perhaps retribution. Lin Yuan had promised her three days ago that the blade named Piao Xue would soon be soaked in Chen family blood. And he was delivering on that promise, exactly on schedule.
She also realized something else: the Eastern Suburb warehouse was jointly controlled by the Chen family and the Qingshan Gang. That meant these men weren't just guilty — they were protected.
Lin Yuan's intelligence was frighteningly accurate. Not only did he know of the warehouse, he was also aware of the people guarding it and the exact nature of their crimes.
How did he know all this? How had he orchestrated it all so precisely?
And three days ago — had he already foreseen all of this back then? Had he planned every step of this blood-soaked path she now walked?
The more Chen Yu thought about it, the more it twisted in her chest. She couldn't figure him out. Lin Yuan's mind was like a chessboard ten moves ahead.
He even knew she didn't kill innocents indiscriminately, so he even gave her this file.
Still holding the documents close, she placed them beside her and reached for the weapon at her waist. She unsheathed Piao Xue, her treasured blade, and held it gently in her lap like a beloved child.
She didn't want to kill indiscriminately. She didn't thirst for blood.
She only wanted the Chen family to pay for everything.
And now, with this mission, she understood something else too — once it was over, it would be very hard to leave Lin Yuan's side.
But if it meant fulfilling her vengeance, then so be it.
She would become Lin Yuan's blade — so long as that blade was first used to destroy the Chen family.
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In the Eastern Suburb warehouse, Ah She was already in position, having received Gu Qingshan's ruthless orders.
With a dagger hidden in his sleeve, he crept toward a Chen family member, a sinister smirk stretching across his face. He slowly raised his arm to strike, blade gleaming in the low warehouse light.
But before the dagger could descend, a blur of motion cut through the air behind him.
Silent. Swift. Lethal.
Chen Yu's figure emerged like a phantom, her cold eyes unblinking.
In one fluid motion, Piao Xue sliced across Ah She's neck.
His smirk froze.
His body collapsed a moment later, blood spurting from the clean wound as his head rolled across the floor.
The crimson spray splattered onto the face of the very Chen family member he had intended to murder.
The man — Chen Mi — turned in pure horror. When he saw Ah She's lifeless body crumpled beside his own feet, he gasped in terror, then looked up, only to see the elegant yet terrifying figure standing before him.
He was stunned, yet a flicker of hope lit in his eyes. "You saved me… Thank you! I knew something was off with him. You must be from the Chen family, right?"
He gave her a look filled with desperate gratitude.
Chen Yu stared at him coldly. Her face didn't soften in the slightest.
"Yes," she said, her tone devoid of warmth. "I'm also a member of the Chen family."
Before Chen Mi could process her words, her blade moved again — fast, merciless, and clean.
His head landed beside Ah She's, the blood of the betrayer and the betrayed pooling together on the cold concrete floor.
Chen Yu stood over the corpses, her face still calm, her blade dripping red.
For this moment… it had all been worth it.
Events of bloodshed and swift execution echoed through every corner of the Eastern Suburb Warehouse.
Due to its strategic location tucked deep in the outskirts of the city, the warehouse had always remained a well-kept secret. Its placement was not only hidden but also deliberately under-guarded, so as not to attract unnecessary attention. The people who controlled it believed its obscurity was its greatest protection.
But today, that illusion of safety was shattered.
Lin Yuan hadn't sent Chen Yu alone for this operation. Though she was more than capable on her own, she was accompanied by ten elite operatives — all battle-hardened and trained for clean-up and support. They moved with deadly precision, wiping away evidence as Chen Yu cut a bloody path through the warehouse.
This wasn't just an attack. It was a statement.
The operation was meticulously planned — airtight and flawless in execution.
In truth, however, Chen Yu alone could have handled it all.
She was not an ordinary assassin. Known in the criminal underworld as a phantom of death, Chen Yu had survived countless brushes with death across international missions. Her name alone stirred fear in high-ranking circles. In battle, she resembled a meat grinder — swift, brutal, relentless.
If she hadn't insisted on severing ties, Xue Yufei — her previous employer — would never have allowed her to leave.
The massacre that unfolded within the warehouse was almost surgical.
Most of the Chen family members and gang affiliates stationed there never saw their deaths coming. Their lives were extinguished one by one, and as Chen Yu's blade continued its work, so did her conviction solidify.
With each decapitation, with each life taken, she began to truly believe Lin Yuan's words from earlier.
This wasn't just a promise anymore. This was a campaign. A cleansing.
The Chen family would fall.
And if Lin Yuan could bring them down — if he truly possessed that kind of strength and planning — then she would have no hesitation in becoming his blade. A blade with no will of its own, pointed in whichever direction Lin Yuan desired.
From this day forward, she would no longer hesitate.
She would kill where he pointed.
She would cut where he commanded.
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[Ding! Chen Yu's Loyalty +80! Reward: 2,000 Counterattack Points!]
A crisp chime echoed in Lin Yuan's mind, followed by the robotic voice of the system. The notification brought a faint smile to his lips.
The mission was complete.
Just two minutes later, a phone call confirmed it.
"Master, the guards in the Eastern Suburb Warehouse have all been neutralized. We also found a large cache of assets — land ownership deeds and property rights jointly held by the Chen family and the Qingshan Gang, plus Gu Qingshan's private vault. There are cash, jewelry boxes, gold bricks, property papers, calligraphy scrolls, antique collectibles—altogether—"
"No need to report that now," Lin Yuan interrupted calmly. "I'll send someone to tally everything up later."
"Yes, Master. What about the corpses…?"
"Burn them or bury them. Most of them are black households," Lin Yuan replied without emotion.
In this context, "black households" referred to individuals with no legal identity. No citizen registry, no documentation, no official existence. In short, no one would or could come looking for them.
These men, shadows of the underworld, made the perfect tools for illegal operations. That's why the Qingshan Gang employed them in such sensitive areas.
Even the Chen family members stationed here had long been erased from any official family records — no longer considered part of the Chen bloodline. That made the warehouse even more precious to them.
Chen Yu's swift and merciless assault made sense in this light. The people she killed weren't just enemies; they were ghosts who had already disappeared from society.
Lin Yuan received her verbal report, and from her tone and details, he also confirmed another thing — Gu Qingshan's intentions.
But even without her report, Lin Yuan had already predicted every move.
He understood Gu Qingshan too well — his nature, his pride, and his decision-making patterns.
With the combined pressure from the Lin, Tang, and Mei families, the Qingshan Gang's days were numbered. Even with the Chen family as a backer, they had no hope of resisting.
That left Gu Qingshan with only three options:
1. Stand and fight to the death.
2. Submit and become the Chen family's loyal dog.
3. Flee Jiangbei.
A brash and emotional person — someone like Ye Feng — would almost certainly choose the first option. Bold, but doomed.
The average schemer might choose the second. It was a safer path — stay under the Chen family's protection and slowly rebuild from the shadows.
But Gu Qingshan was neither average nor impulsive.
He was calculated and ruthless.
He abandoned his own gang, left the deputy leader behind as bait, and prepared to run from Jiangbei with Ye Feng in tow — all within the same day the conflict escalated.
The war had just begun.
And yet Gu Qingshan had already cut his losses and fled.
Few people could imagine that the underground emperor of Xiling District would make such a move so quickly — throwing away years of empire-building without a second thought.
But Lin Yuan had predicted it from the start.
Gu Qingshan had no chance of winning — and he knew it.
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