The Duchess frowned slightly and walked unhurriedly towards the source of the sound. Dai Huabin knew it was the ringing of a communication soul tool.
Who would call his mother at a time like this?
"Speak!" The Duchess picked up the communication soul tool, her tone indifferent.
"Madam, the patrol team from the outer city reported that Huo Yun'er's son, Dai Yuhao, went to Butler Chen's residence," a cold female voice said.
Dai Huabin, who was standing nearby, instantly raised an eyebrow.
That guy didn't run away after hurting someone.
The Duchess was silent for a moment before saying, "I see."
After speaking, she directly ended the communication connection and turned her gaze towards Dai Huabin. "Did those people under your command move again? This time, that little bastard even ran to that old man Chen Hongsheng's residence."
Dai Huabin wouldn't lie to his mother. He nodded and said, "He used to be so docile. I didn't expect him to resist today, and he even hit someone. I thought it was a good opportunity to punish him, even if that old man tried to stop me."
The Duchess said in a low voice, "Forget about him for now. He's just a good-for-nothing with only one level of Innate Soul Power. After he comes of age, I'll send him to manage a family-owned business, and we'll get rid of him quietly. Chen Hongsheng, after all, followed your grandfather and your father, and we still need to give him some face. Besides, you have time to play with him. It's better to devote yourself entirely to cultivation."
"You are right, Mother." Dai Huabin stood respectfully in place.
"Go and rest. I estimate that Zhu Lu will be here tomorrow. Prepare yourself, and don't give her a bad first impression." A smile reappeared on the Duchess's face.
"Yes." Dai Huabin replied and then left with light steps.
Perhaps because of Zhu Lu's arrival, he didn't care much about a certain someone anymore.
In the large living room, only the Duchess was left standing there. She sat back on the sofa and stared at the flames in the fireplace, falling into silence.
Outsiders thought that her actions against Huo Yun'er were simply because of jealousy.
As the daughter of the Zhu family head, she was of high status and possessed a beautiful appearance. Why would she be jealous of a mere maid?
A maid, no matter how favored, could only ever be a maid.
Who knew that the source of all this hatred actually stemmed from Dai Hao himself?
Back then, Dai Hao had finally returned home from the border. They hadn't seen each other in a while, and it was a time of renewed passion. After their desires were aroused, they naturally couldn't resist, and subsequently engaged in three transactions worth over a billion.
Originally, she was happy, and so was he. They worked together to perfect these transactions worth billions. But unexpectedly, after Dai Hao fell asleep after the transactions, he mumbled, casually uttering, "Yun'er."
Who was Yun'er?
Wasn't it Huo Yun'er, Dai Hao's personal maid?
I'm doing a billion-dollar deal with you, and you're thinking of another woman.
Anyone would find that unbearable.
Recalling the events of that year, the Duchess clenched her fist on the sofa, her expression turning grim.
The more she thought about it, the angrier the Duchess became. But remembering that anger could make her appear less attractive, she forced herself to calm down, then picked up her wine glass and downed it in one gulp.
The fresh scent of grapes and oak soothed the Duchess's anger. Perhaps because her younger son had a fiancée, the Duchess thought of her eldest son, who was far away in Shrek City. Her eyes flickered as she muttered to herself, "Xu Jiujiu and Yao Heng are about the same age, although they are a generation apart. Should I..."
"Please, Second Young Master, mete out punishment..." On the carpet, which glowed with a soft red light, a Shadow Guard in a gray robe knelt on one knee.
Dai Huabin glanced at him and said, "Get up."
The gray-robed Shadow Guard stood up obediently, but felt somewhat embarrassed. He, a Soul Saint, had failed to capture a guy who wasn't even a Soul Master, even with fourteen Soul Emperors accompanying him; it was truly humiliating.
"Second Young Master, that little bastard, we don't know if he dug a hole and buried himself. We fifteen Shadow Guards searched everywhere around the Duke's Mansion but couldn't find him," the gray-robed Shadow Guard said with a stern face. "Oh." Dai Huabin turned his back to the Shadow Guard. "It's normal that you couldn't find him. That guy didn't leave the Duke's Mansion at all; he went to Butler Chen."
"Huh?" The gray-robed Shadow Guard was stunned.
Then why did you call us Shadow Guards out to look for someone? To enjoy the freedom of a heavy downpour?
Dai Huabin turned around and instructed, "Don't worry about this matter for now. I have another task for you."
"Please, Second Young Master," the gray-robed Shadow Guard said respectfully.
Dai Huabin said, "Go and inform the Shadow Guards I have stationed in Shrek City. Cancel the surveillance of my elder brother immediately."
"This subordinate obeys," the gray-robed Shadow Guard didn't ask for the reason and immediately showed his obedience.
"You may leave," Dai Huabin waved his hand.
The gray-robed Shadow Guard didn't speak again and quickly departed.
"Zhu Lu, Zhu Lu, I hope you can help me. I am determined to get the Duke's position." Dai Huabin's sinister eyes, framed by the firelight in the fireplace, flickered with a hint of anticipation. "As for you, I'll let you live a few more years for now."
At the same time, within the Fallen Maple Courtyard.
Huo Yuhao trembled as he felt the Soul Power in his body, starting from his abdomen and spreading throughout his body. His meridians were extremely blocked, which was one of the reasons why his cultivation progressed so poorly.
When Soul Power surged through the body, if the meridians were clear, it would flow smoothly like silk, circulating naturally. But if the meridians were blocked, the Soul Power would constantly stimulate them, causing waves of stinging pain.
At the same time as the stinging pain, a portion of the Soul Power absorbed into the body for circulation would also be consumed, unable to be fully absorbed and refined for one's own use.
The more intense the stinging pain, the worse their talent, and the more Soul Power was lost.
From the age of six when he awakened his Martial Soul and had Innate Soul Power of rank one, to now, at ten years and seven months old, a total of four years and seven months had passed. Huo Yuhao had only managed to raise his Soul Power to the level of rank seven.
"Such rich Soul Power, it's from that bowl of noodles." Huo Yuhao didn't care about the so-called stinging pain. He was completely immersed in his cultivation. Of course, he was only using an ordinary Meditation Technique.
Facing Butler Chen's assistance, he didn't dare waste a single bit. Even though his body felt as if countless needles were piercing him, causing immense pain, he still didn't utter a single whimper.
But beads of sweat, the size of beans, streamed down his body, soaking him completely, and his skin felt scalding hot.
Faint undulations of Soul Power spread outwards from his body, gradually increasing in strength from extremely weak to weak.
If someone could see through him, they would definitely discover that a powerful flow of Soul Power was spreading outwards from Dai Yuhao's abdomen, circulating and connecting within his body like thousands of threads.
And with this persistence and stability, the strength of Dai Yuhao's body also became slightly stronger.
When the warm current of Soul Power emanating from his abdomen ended, Dai Yuhao abruptly opened his eyes, and a glint of ice-blue light flashed from his bright, star-like eyes.
"Level eight."
Clenching his calloused hands, Dai Yuhao revealed a smile.
According to his own estimate, if he hadn't had this bowl of noodles, he would have needed another two months to reach level eight.
One bowl of noodles had saved him two months!
However, before Dai Yuhao could celebrate, his expression suddenly changed…
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