# 1162
Chapter 1163: Infiltrating the Li Clan
Outside the small dormitory.
At this moment, all the other children in the small dormitory had fallen into deep sleep, with only two figures standing in the corridor, as if discussing something.
"Old Liu, what's wrong?"
Wu Quan wore a set of black pajamas, looking at the solemn Old Liu before him with confusion.
Old Liu opened his mouth, hesitated for a long time, and finally said:
"Little Quan... let's move away."
Upon hearing these words, Wu Quan's body trembled slightly. "Move away? Old Liu, didn't we agree not to move?"
"This matter... it's gotten too complicated." Old Liu sighed deeply. "The way those hoodlums are forcing us to leave is getting more and more extreme. I'm worried that next, they'll rush in using violent means without any regard. This old bag of bones has nothing to fear, but..."
Old Liu looked up at the sleeping children inside the small dormitory, his lips pressing together:
"Little Quan, you're a smart child. I know you don't want us to move because you can't bear to leave this place. You don't want Shen Xiao to come back and find no home to return to...
But it doesn't matter. Now that Shen's comrades have arrived, if we move to another place, we can give them the address to take back. Next time Shen Xiao comes back, he'll still be able to find us."
Wu Quan's brow furrowed, and he shook his head resolutely:
"No... no, we can't leave. Old Liu, don't be afraid. If they dare to rush in, I'll drive them away!"
"Ah, you child, why are you so stubborn?" Old Liu spoke earnestly. "Their Li Clan is powerful and wealthy. This isn't something we old folks and children can对抗... Go to school peacefully tomorrow morning. By the time you get back from school, we'll have basically finished packing, and then we can move.
Grandpa has rented a big courtyard in the West City. The environment is better than here. Although it's a bit far from your school, it's only half an hour by bus."
"No!"
Anxiousness appeared on Wu Quan's face. "Grandpa! We can't move! I..."
"This matter, I've already decided." Before Wu Quan could finish, Old Liu said sternly. "Little Quan, this matter is too important. I can't let you have your way anymore... Go back to sleep."
Old Liu patted Wu Quan's shoulder, walked into the dim small dormitory, leaving only Wu Quan standing alone in the corridor, motionless as a sculpture.
After a moment, he took a deep breath, turned, and walked into the dormitory.
...
Rain fell continuously through the night.
Outside the gate of the Li Clan's manor, a figure slowly emerged from the darkness.
Lin Qiye's gaze passed through the gaps in the iron gate, glancing at the several brightly lit mansions within the manor. After a moment of silence, he lowered his head and slowly put on the Sun Wukong mask that he hadn't used in a long time.
Although he had said he couldn't act against the Li Clan, Lin Qiye still couldn't stand by and do nothing.
Hanshan Orphanage was where Shen Qingzhu grew up. Old Liu had the grace of raising him. The children there respected him so much, treating him like an older brother. Although Lin Qiye didn't know what exactly Old Liu was persisting in—not wanting to move from there—it didn't matter.
What mattered was that Lin Qiye could foresee what kind of action Shen Qingzhu would take if he were standing here now.
Their lives were bought with Shen Qingzhu's own life. So what if he risked being disciplined to do this for him?
Lin Qiye had rejected Cao Yuan's proposal only because he didn't want to drag others into this. Since someone was going to be disciplined anyway, it was better that fewer people accepted the punishment.
Wearing the Sun Wukong mask, Lin Qiye stood in the rain. His figure blurred and crossed the gate, flying directly toward the largest mansion.
Before setting out, Lin Qiye had investigated the Li Clan. He knew that the actual controller, Li Jianbai, lived in this manor. Today happened to be a celebration for the Li Clan's acquisition of another real estate giant, so the vast majority of executives would gather in this manor tonight.
Lin Qiye's spiritual power swept across the entire mansion, quickly锁定ing Li Jianbai's position. He pushed out the White Slash blade handle with his fingertips, his figure vanishing into nothingness.
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Inside the mansion.
Li Jianbai, Chairman of the Li Clan, held a glass of champagne in his hand, smiling as he moved through the crowd.
Among the guests at this party, fifty percent were executives of the Li Clan, twenty percent were other industry friends who had come to show support, and the remaining thirty percent were celebrities and socialites that Li Jianbai had specially invited.
The atmosphere of the party was even better than he had anticipated. The guests were clearly in high spirits. Especially several older executives, one arm around a beauty, the other hand holding a glass, toasting and chatting cheerfully.
"Chairman Li, good evening."
"President Zhao, how's business lately?"
"Ah, just so-so. Business has been tough lately... By the way, I heard your Li Clan recently acquired that old city district land? Do you have some big plans? Can you give us a hint so we can follow along and get some of the pie?"
"President Zhao is too kind. As for that old city district project, I was already open to cooperation. After the party ends, please come upstairs for a detailed discussion."
"Hahahaha, good!"
"..."
Li Jianbai moved through the party with ease. After he had basically greeted all the guests, he leisurely walked up to the second floor, leaning against the magnificent wall, overlooking the laughing crowd below.
In his eyes, a hint of contempt appeared.
Li Jianbai had gone out to make his fortune at the age of twenty. Building everything from scratch, he had personally created the Li Clan's real estate legend—a business myth revered by countless people.
Although he had used many dirty and despicable means in this process, so what? In this day and age, everyone only cares about results. The process... can all be hidden or altered.
He had long grown accustomed to being高高在上. Courtesy and smiles were merely tools for playing along at social occasions... But a piece of news he received yesterday afternoon had made his mood unpleasant until now.
Baili Group actually wanted to acquire the Li Clan?
Who did they think they were?
The empire he had worked hard to build over thirty years—was this something they could casually buy?
To outsiders, this was Baili Group's affirmation of the Li Clan in the real estate industry. But to Li Jianbai, this was an insult!
A cold glint appeared in Li Jianbai's eyes. He tilted his head back and drained the champagne in his hand.
As he was about to turn and leave, a hand suddenly reached out from the nothingness behind him, grabbing his collar and dragging him directly into the rippling void!
The next moment, Li Jianbai's figure vanished from the spot.
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Bang--!!
In a dim and cramped underground wine cellar, Lin Qiye casually tossed Li Jianbai out. The latter crashed into two wooden racks consecutively, groaning as he fell to the ground.
Li Jianbai groaned as he climbed up from the ground, shaking his dizzy head. When he saw the surroundings, he froze on the spot.
"Where is this? Who are you? Who... who are you?"
Li Jianbai saw the figure before him wearing the ferocious Sun Wukong mask and spoke in terror.