Everyone in the Lin family turned their gaze towards Ye Qing, each person's expression filled with righteous indignation, as if they were itching to tear him apart alive.
"Kill him!"
"We can't kill him. First, make him hand over the young aunt!"
"Cripple him, I don't believe he won't talk!"
"Right, right, right, break his legs first. If he still won't talk, then take off his arms too!"
The crowd was restless and about to swarm Ye Qing.
Zhao Chengshuang hurriedly stretched out his arm to stop the crowd, saying, "My cousins, brothers, and sisters, please don't be rash. I guarantee Ye Zi isn't a bad person, truly, he definitely isn't a bad guy!"
"Zhao Chengshuang!" Old Lady Lin, who had been silent until now, suddenly slammed her walking stick with force and angrily said, "Although you don't bear the Lin surname, Yashi has always treated you well. With such a thing happening to her, not only do you not save her, but you also protect the suspect. What is the meaning of this?"
