Chapter 230: 230, On the Verge of Death (5)_1 Chapter 230: 230, On the Verge of Death (5)_1 “Bai Jue, how’s my grandpa’s condition?” Jian Qing’s eyes moved through the glass window, landing on the old man lying in the hospital bed.
Bai Jue had long since abandoned his nonchalant demeanor and wore a severe look, “Jian Qing, your grandfather has been shot. The bullet nearly hit his heart, so we need to keep a close watch on him for the next few days.”
After his words, the temperature in the hallway dropped drastically, as if it was a frigid abyss.
“Shot?” Jian Luo was shocked, “Hasn’t Grandpa always stayed at the manor? How could he have been shot?”
The security system at the manor was set up by his sister herself. Even a top ten assassin in the world would find it hard to infiltrate. Who managed to slip into the manor and shoot their grandfather?
Could it have been an old enemy of the Jian Family in the criminal world?
Storm brewed in Jian Qing’s eyes, ultimately settling into a calm, “Bai Jue, I’m leaving Grandpa in your care.”
Bai Jue looked at Jian Qing, nodding his head.
He knew that at this moment, Jian Qing, the sleeping lion, has awoken.
Dark clouds were gathering.
“Luoluo, you stay here––”
Before she could finish, Jian Luo interrupted anxiously.
“Sis, I want to avenge Grandpa’s shooting with you.”
Jian Qing looked at him steadily before finally nodding after a long pause, “Alright.”
The two stood in front of the glass window, looking at the old man lying on the hospital bed, a fierce glint in their eyes.
This man was their only family; anyone who dared to harm him would pay with their lives.
In silence for a few minutes, Jian Qing and Jian Luo exited the room.
In the living room, Black Jack and Uncle Qin were discussing something. Seeing Jian Qing, Uncle Qin’s heart finally fell into place.
“Miss!”
Jian Qing gave a slight nod, “Uncle Qin, how did my grandfather get injured?”
Mentioning this matter, Uncle Qin’s face contorted in anger, “Miss, it was the great elder, he did it.”
Two years ago, Grandfather Jian stepped down and the person succeeding him was not Jian Luo, but Jian Qing. This decision startled everyone. The elders held long-standing objections to it, as they thought that a woman, Jian Qing, was not fit to lead the Jian Family.
It was only after Jian Qing stepped in with her ruthless efficiency that all dissenting voices were silenced. Her first act as the leader led to the dissolution of the long-established Council of Elders in the Jian Family.
Out of seven elders, excluding the great elder who fled first, the other six were dismissed and executed. No one dared to plead for the elders as Jian Qing had collected all the dirty secrets of their behind-the-scenes activities over the years. They could not shake off their guilt.
For two years, they kept investigating the whereabouts of the great elder yet no news emerged. But his sudden appearance has dealt a deadly blow.
“Which organization does he belong to now?” Jian Qing’s eyes were icy, her voice resonating with a fierce undertone.
The great elder, a cunning fox was unlikely to act so recklessly unless he had backup.
“The Bruce Organization.” Uncle Qin replied.
Enemy of the Jian Family, the third-ranked assassin organization in M Country.
Jian Luo’s eyes flickered; their family’s nemesis.
Jian Qing asked, “Who fired the shot?”
“The top assassin of the Bruce Organization,” Uncle Qin replied.
Jian Qing’s eyes hardened, Very well!
“Uncle Qin, please take care of Grandpa’s matter. Leave the rest to me.”
“Yes.” Uncle Qin looked at Jian Qing, his heart finally calming down.
He knew, as long as the young miss has returned, both the Bruce Organization and the great elder are finished.