...
After Yue Guan left, the private room returned to calm.
"Brother, who is that strange uncle?" Na'er put down her little spoon and asked with her big, blinking eyes.
"Friends... I guess so."
Xuan Hao shrugged, picked up a piece of fish and put it in his mouth.
"But that's not important, let's eat first."
"Now that you've eaten, let your brother show you around Tiandou City."
...
As the capital of the Heavenly Dou Empire, the prosperity of Heavenly Dou City is truly astonishing.
Compared to the Spirit City, which is inhabited only by Spirit Masters and is solemn and hierarchical, this place is full of the lively atmosphere of everyday life.
On both sides of the street, there were acrobatic performances, street performers, all kinds of strange and wonderful food stalls, and a dazzling array of goods, which made Na'er's eyes dazzled.
Xuanhao was happy to be the "sucker," taking Na'er on a shopping spree and eating lavishly.
Anyway, he has more money than he can spend. Even if he really runs out of money, he can just go to the Spirit Temple and borrow some from that old guy, Platinum Bishop Salas.
Salas had met him when he returned to Wuhun City last year to report on his work.
He knew how much influence Salas had with Bibi Dong, and borrowing a few coins was an opportunity to curry favor with her.
"Brother, I can't walk anymore..."
After shopping for a whole afternoon, Na'er's short legs finally protested.
She pointed to a candied hawthorn stall with a long queue not far ahead and said with some longing, "I want to eat that... but there are so many people..."
"Buy it if you want to eat it." Xuan Hao rubbed her head and pointed to a tea stall by the roadside.
"Go sit over there and rest for a while, have a drink of water, and I'll go queue up to buy it for you."
"Okay! Thank you, brother!"
Na'er obediently ran to an empty table at the tea stall and sat down, swinging her little feet back and forth, looking at Xuan Hao's back with great joy.
Xuanhao walked to the candied hawthorn stall and lined up.
Not long after.
"Oh, whose little sister is this? She's so pretty!"
A slightly flippant voice suddenly rang out beside the tea stall.
Several young men dressed in gorgeous brocade robes and with arrogant expressions swaggered over.
The one in the lead looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old and was quite handsome, but the frivolity and arrogance in his eyes ruined his overall demeanor.
It was Xue Beng, the fourth prince of the Heavenly Dou Empire.
Xue Beng originally just came out for a stroll with a few followers, wanting to find some fun to solidify his persona of being "uneducated, lecherous, and dissolute," in order to make the "perfect crown prince brother" Xue Qinghe lower his guard.
Then, in that instant, I saw Na'er sitting there alone, drinking tea.
Although she was only five or six years old, her exquisitely beautiful face, rare silver hair, and purple eyes instantly captivated Xue Beng's heart.
Absolutely amazing!
If someone were to forcibly abduct a young woman in a busy downtown area, or even take such a little girl back to be a child bride, wouldn't that further solidify his reputation as a "lustful and incompetent ruler"?
He can win the heart of a beauty and save his life by disgracing himself—a win-win situation!
"Little girl, are you lost?"
Xue Beng plopped down in the chair opposite Na'er, fanning himself with a fan, and asked in what he thought was a dashing manner, "Brother, I'm a great guy in Tiandou City.
Do you want me to take you home?"
Na'er raised her head, glanced at him, then silently looked away, her voice cold:
"No need, my brother is just buying things up ahead and will be back soon."
"elder brother?"
Following her gaze, Xue Beng glanced at the queue and dismissively curled his lip.
"It takes this long to buy a candied hawthorn?
I think he doesn't want you anymore."
"I am the fourth prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, Avalanche."
Xue Beng patted his chest, looking arrogant.
"In this Tiandou City, there's no one I don't know.
Tell me, which noble family's young lady are you?
How about I have your brother give you to me as a concubine?"
Na'er ignored him and turned to look in the direction of the candied hawthorn shop, searching for Xuan Hao's figure.
The smile on Xue Beng's face froze.
He was, after all, a prince. Even if he pretended to be a playboy, he was always pampered.
When had he ever been so ignored by a little girl?
"Hey, she's got a temper, isn't she?"
Avalanche dropped the pretense and reached out to pinch Na'er's fair and tender cheek. "Come on, let your brother see if your face is really this smooth..."
However.
Just a second before his hand was about to touch Na'er's cheek.
A long, slender, fair hand, yet as strong as an iron clamp, reached out from the side without warning and gripped his wrist tightly.
"who?!"
Avalanche was about to explode in anger, but then a piercing pain shot through his wrist, instantly contorting his expression.
He looked up and met a pair of extremely cold, sky-blue eyes.
Xuan Hao held two strings of candied hawthorns in one hand and gripped Xue Beng's wrist with the other, his face expressionless.
What do you want to do to my sister?
"Ouch—! It hurts! It hurts!!"
A scream like a pig being slaughtered echoed from the avalanche: "Let go! You treacherous commoner! I am a prince! How dare you..."
"Snap!"
A crisp sound of bone cracking rang out.
Xuan Hao not only didn't let go, but instead squeezed even harder, crushing Xue Beng's wrist bones to pieces!
"Ah—!! My hand!!"
Avalanche collapsed to the ground, clutching his deformed wrist, writhing in pain, tears and snot streaming down his face.
Xuanhao handed the candied hawthorn to Na'er, "Prince? Is that so great?"
"You bunch of useless trash! What are you all standing there for?!"
As Avalanche screamed, he yelled at his terrified henchmen, "Go! Kill him!!"
The henchmen then realized what was happening and roared as they summoned their martial spirits, trying to rush up to save their master.
"Let's see who dares to make a move."
Xuan Hao didn't even lift his eyelids.
A terrifying pressure instantly erupted from him.
His pupils instantly changed from sky blue to crimson gold vertical pupils.
Although he did not fully release his martial soul, the top-level bloodline suppression from the Golden Dragon was a natural enemy for these followers who were only at level ten or twenty and most of them had beast martial souls.
"Splash! Splash!"
Those followers who had just summoned their martial spirits felt their legs go weak, and their martial spirits were instantly suppressed back into their bodies.
They collapsed to the ground like quails, trembling and unable to even stand up.
The commotion was so loud that it quickly attracted the attention of the imperial guards patrolling nearby.
"Who goes there?!
How dare they cause trouble in Heaven Dou City?!"
A squad of fully armed Imperial Guard soldiers charged over, spears in hand.
The squad leader, upon seeing the avalanche rolling on the ground, turned deathly pale.
"The Fourth Prince?!"
The squad leader quickly helped Xue Beng up, then drew his sword and pointed it at Xuan Hao, shouting, "You audacious madman! How dare you attack a prince in Tian Dou City! Seize him!!"
"Splash—"
Dozens of Imperial Guard soldiers instantly surrounded Xuan Hao and Na'er, their spears like a forest, exuding a murderous aura.
"Take them down?" Xuan Hao glanced at these ordinary soldiers who weren't even Soul Masters, but at most just strong ones.
"Buzz!"
Another burst of dragon might was released, this time accompanied by a mental shock.
Those taxi drivers who had been so aggressive suddenly felt dizzy, their legs went weak, and they couldn't even hold their weapons properly, which fell to the ground with a clatter.
"What...what do you want to do?!"
Xue Beng, who had been helped up, had recovered by now.
Although his wrist was in excruciating pain, the sight of so many Imperial Guards around him gave him a boost of courage.
He pointed at Xuan Hao, roaring fiercely but inwardly weakly:
"I am a prince of the Heavenly Dou Empire!
You dare to hit me, and even dare to defy the Imperial Guards, this is rebellion!
This is treason!!"
"Your entire family will be executed!
Your relatives and friends will all die!!"
Upon hearing the words "extermination of nine generations of relatives," Xuan Hao, who had already planned to leave with Na'er, suddenly stopped in his tracks.
He slowly turned around, looking at the still-raging avalanche, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.
"Whoosh!"
A gust of wind swept by.
The next second, Xuan Hao's figure passed through the encirclement of the Imperial Guards and appeared directly in front of Xue Beng.
Those who tried to stop the taxi drivers were blasted away more than ten meters by him, and were left dazed and confused.
"You...you stay away..."
Xue Beng was truly frightened now, and retreated repeatedly, falling to the ground.
Xuan Hao stood with one foot on Xue Beng's chest, looking down at him:
"Exterminate their entire family?"
Do you know who my nine generations of relatives are?
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