"Think carefully once more. Did you hear the opponent's voice?"

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment, then asked again.

Cao Ziqing released the middle-aged woman's arm, recollecting his experiences in his mind.

"Before fainting, I only heard one phrase... it seemed like someone was shouting 'Brother Lin is mighty'?"

After speaking, Cao Ziqing clenched his fist.

To him, this was a supreme humiliation.

Being ambushed at his own doorstep, almost beaten to a pulp.

If word got out, the whole of Yanjing would mock him.

Especially when he meets those Super Young Masters in the future, they'll certainly use today's incident as a joke.

Thinking of this, Cao Ziqing was almost grinding his teeth to pieces.

"Brother Lin?"

The middle-aged man maintained a calm expression, or rather an almost indifferent gaze, mind flickering as he thought.

To him, as long as his son wasn't crippled and could recover, everything wasn't a problem.

Now, the task was to identify the culprit who shamed the Cao Family.

"Ziqing, among the people you know, is there anyone skilled and surnamed Lin?" the middle-aged man asked coldly.

Cao Ziqing shook his head, "Among those I know, besides the Demon Young Master Lin Jiang, no one surnamed Lin has better kung fu than him among my peers."

"Lin Family people?"

The middle-aged man furrowed his brows.

Since the Lin Family suffered setbacks over twenty years ago, they have been in a disadvantageous position.

Could it be that the Lin Family, which has been enduring for so long, is preparing to initiate a family war?

Soon after, the middle-aged man dismissed this idea.

Putting aside the fact that the Lin Family is internally beginning to split, just considering the current strength of the Cao Family, the Lin Family wouldn't dare provoke rashly.

"It's not possible that it's the Lin Family..."

"And it can't be Lin Jiang. Although that brat is slightly eccentric, he still has rationality."

The middle-aged man's gaze grew increasingly cold, as if his rapid thinking led him into a realm of "mercilessness."

"Could it be other Super Families wanting to frame the Lin Family to instigate a struggle between the Cao Family and the Lin Family, thus profiting without effort?"

"No, such petty tricks can't fool the Cao Family."

The middle-aged man shook his head again.

Cao Ziqing was also contemplating. He couldn't swallow this pain after suffering so much.

"Surname Lin? Brother Lin..."

Cao Ziqing kept muttering to himself.

A figure appeared in his mind.

It was an image that he extremely disliked.

He wanted nothing more than to kill the opponent directly.

"Lin Hai..."

"Could it be Lin Hai?"

Cao Ziqing muttered to himself.

"Who is Lin Hai?" The middle-aged man caught onto this detail and asked.

Cao Ziqing ground his teeth tightly and answered, "Father, Lin Hai is the bodyguard of Huadu's Youming Ya Group president, Ouyang Xiaoya."

"As far as I know, he somehow went from being a small security guard to becoming Ouyang Xiaoya's close bodyguard, and it seems they're even living together."

"Oh? So you mean to say, he's Ouyang Xiaoya's man?" the middle-aged man asked in confusion.

Cao Ziqing gave a cold snort, shook his head disdainfully, "There's no way, Ouyang Xiaoya, a woman with such high standards, would never fancy Lin Hai, that good-for-nothing."

"What is Lin Hai's strength like?" the middle-aged man asked with a frown, considering his son's biggest flaw was his arrogance, underestimating opponents could sometimes result in severe consequences.

"Not great. Based on investigations, he has at most the strength of a First-class expert, which is giving him too much credit."

After pausing for a moment, Cao Ziqing added upon seeing the middle-aged man frown again, "However, he has close ties with the Huadu Martial God, as far as I know."

"Huadu Martial God?"

The middle-aged man's expression changed slightly.

According to various intelligence analyses, Huadu Martial God is highly likely to be the infamous King of Assassins—King Yan in the international Dark Underground World.

While this hasn't been confirmed yet.

It indirectly suggests the opponent's level, possibly akin to King Yan's, even if not as formidable.

Such a person poses a threat in a modern urban society akin to that of a human nuclear warhead.

"Earlier, I had people retrieve surveillance footage from thirty-six nearby intersections, capturing images of every person passing by during the time you were attacked."

"Ziqing, see if among these people, there is Lin Hai?"

After saying this, the middle-aged man clapped his hands.

A subordinate in a black suit respectfully placed a thick stack of photos before Cao Ziqing's hospital bed.

Ten minutes later.

More than two thousand photos were scanned through by Cao Ziqing.

"It's indeed him!"

"The person with him is Yang Zhentian!"

Looking at the screen-captured images of these two figures, Cao Ziqing made a grating sound with his teeth, clutching the bedsheets tightly, his eyes emanating fierce anger.

"Now it all makes sense!"

The middle-aged man nodded.

"It must have been Yang Zhentian who ambushed me!"

"They're together!"

Cao Ziqing's gaze was venomous to the extreme.

"Zhongzheng, you must make them pay the price!"

The middle-aged woman, seeing the perpetrator identified, screamed towards the middle-aged man.

"I know!" The middle-aged man's gaze also flashed with poison, uttering word by word, "Dare to lay a hand on my son, Cao Zhongzheng, they'll have to pay the price!"

"San, prepare the car, I'm going to personally ask the Yang Family for answers, huh!"

With a heavy cold snort, Cao Zhongzheng turned and walked out.

Before leaving, he left Cao Ziqing with a final word, "Heal well and rest up. If you're crippled, I won't look at you again. The Cao Family won't keep a cripple!"

Cao Zhongzheng, the current head of the Cao Family, is ruthless, heartless, and cold.

To him, marrying a wife was merely to reproduce and fulfill physical needs.

Having children is to nurture the next generation of family successors.

If the son is a waste, then just have more.

Despite being over fifty now, he is robust, and Cao Ziqing is merely the most outstanding of his three sons.

But just this much, if Cao Ziqing becomes useless, he wouldn't waste a shred of emotion to care for this trash, in the worst case, he would find a few women and produce more sons, slowly nurturing them into the next generation of successors of the Cao Family.

These large families might appear glamorous on the surface but are actually filthy, filled with coldness and brutality, with everything subordinated to family interests and power.

"Ziqing..." The middle-aged woman wiped the tears from the corner of her eye, wanting to speak words of comfort.

"Are you going to stay here waiting to die? Hurry and get out!" Cao Zhongzheng roared angrily with authority.

The middle-aged woman trembled all over with fear, glanced at her son with heartache, and hurriedly left, fearing Cao Zhongzheng's wrath.

The ward fell into silence.

Cao Ziqing ground his teeth, his face pale with sickness, interspersed with a nearly twisted expression of humanity.

"Lin Hai, I want you to pay the most dreadful price!"

"I want you to watch the people around you die one by one with your own eyes!"

"I want you to live a life worse than death, hahahaha."

Shrill, angry, mad, twisted laughter echoed throughout the entire ward.