Upon hearing Yuan Xiaoyu's words, Ye Qing was utterly shaken. For a moment, his mind went blank, and he almost couldn't keep his grip on his phone.
His father, Ye Changwen, and his brother, Ye Jun, were the two most important people in Ye Qing's life—the two who could touch his heart the most. Now, with his brother still missing and his father involved in such an incident, even Ye Qing couldn't remain calm.
"What happened?" Ye Qing clenched his teeth and asked in a deep voice, "Who did it?"
"It was... It was..." Yuan Xiaoyu seemed to hesitate, and after a long pause, she spoke in a low voice, "Your uncle..."
"My uncle?" Ye Qing was startled; indeed, he had a few uncles. However, after his mother passed away, he never interacted with these uncles or aunts. For all these years, Ye Qing had no idea where these uncles and aunts lived or how they were getting on. And the first news he heard about them was that they had injured their own father?
