Lin Zhe glanced at Master Fuli.
Master Fuli looked back.
The two locked eyes, then Master Fuli kicked, sending Lin Zhe tumbling into the pit.
"Lin Ying....."
Master Fuli called over to Lin Ying.
If Lin Zhe hadn’t spoken, Master Fuli might not have sensed anything amiss.
Yet with his comments, Ansheng became acutely aware that there was a sore point in the entire incident.
Lin Zhe said he knew who betrayed at the upper level, but the middle and lower-level traitors were unknown to him.
And yet the Longevity Club’s hellhound possessed the capability to trace back the club’s biotechnology and eliminate it.
Lin Zhe.....
Or perhaps, Lin Qi knew everything.
But he remained silent, just waiting for the appearance of the hellhound.
Grandmaster Lin was prepared to use the hellhound’s power in front of everyone, executing traitors publicly.
The hellhound’s genetic instincts prioritized eliminating carriers of positional genes.
Everyone involved would be executed publicly, and in a gruesome manner.
Realizing Lin Zhe’s concealment, Master Fuli decided to intervene.
Lin Qi might be Lin Ying’s elder.
But Ansheng held no regard for his position, having come to assist Lin Ying in dealing with traitors within the family.
Lin Ying’s orders were final; Lin Qi’s were not.
"Execution!"
Lin Ying hesitated for a moment, her fox ears twitching, blurting out subconsciously, but after reconsidering, feeling something was off, she amended: "Suspended sentence!"
Just moments ago, fourteen members of the Lin family’s management had fled from the hall.
Including five elders, there were a total of nineteen people.
With over a hundred upper-level members, one-fifth had been infiltrated, then how many in the middle to lower levels might have secretly pledged allegiance to Vimal, seeking to obtain age-reversal technology?
The elders being wicked, killing them would be justified.
But the number implicated at the middle to lower levels could be extensive, and no one knew the full count.
"Buzz buzz buzz.... "
Despite the hall not receiving a signal, due to someone opening the emergency exit, signals started to come through.
Lin Bingyun strangely took out the vibrating phone from his pocket, glanced at the display: Old Feng.
Lin Bingyun was taken aback and answered the call.
"Is Master Fuli still busy?" said Feng Wenyu on the other end, who had sealed all exits to Lin Manor. "Hmm.... there’s been a small incident at Master Fuli’s home. Ah Qing pricked her finger with a needle and is now on her way to the city hospital."
Hearing this, Lin Bingyun slowly typed out a question mark, his face frozen, uncertain how to inform Master Fuli.
The formidable Miss Yu, capable of contending with Old Taurus, was now on the way to the hospital due to a finger prick.