Chapter 6: Kneel for Me (1 / 1)
Dai Hao had just finished an important military meeting and was resting in his carriage on the way back to the mansion. The noise of Star Luo City was blocked out by thick curtains.
Suddenly, the carriage was stopped in a hurry. A trusted guard's voice, filled with unprecedented panic, came from outside:
"My Lord Duke! Something terrible has happened in the mansion!"
"Madam… Madam… and that Huo Yun'er's place… there's someone… someone unbelievable there!"
Dai Hao's eyes snapped open, sharp like blades:
"Speak clearly! What do you mean unbelievable? What happened to Huo Yun'er?"
That name instantly stirred complex emotions deep in his heart.
The guard stammered:
"That person… no one knows his origin… Madam sent Aunt Wang and two guards, but they were so frightened they fell to their knees… Aunt Wang went to report, and Madam brought two enforcers… but one of them was punched—just one punch—and flew into the wall! Life or death unknown!"
"Madam… is now kneeling in the courtyard… and that person said… said you must come out…"
The report was chaotic, but Dai Hao immediately caught the key point:
A strong enemy. Far beyond Soul Saint level. Huo Yun'er might be in danger. Even his wife was involved!
"Stop the carriage!"
He shouted. Before it even stopped, he tore open the curtain and shot out like lightning, leaving an afterimage behind.
No duke dignity, no composure—only anxiety and rage.
He rushed back to the mansion at full speed, ignoring all servants who knelt in fear along the way, heading straight for the forgotten courtyard.
And then he saw it.
His proud and domineering wife—now pale, trembling uncontrollably, kneeling in the dirt without any dignity.
Beside her were unconscious servants and a Soul Saint embedded in the wall.
Another Soul Saint stood far away, shaking in fear.
Dai Hao's anger exploded.
This was a humiliation to the White Tiger Duke's mansion!
He clenched his fists, soul power ready to erupt:
"Who dares—"
But then he saw them.
Huo Yun'er.
The woman he had abandoned in his memory stood weak but alive, leaning on a boy.
And that boy—
Dai Hao froze.
The boy's face… the eyes… the outline of his features…
Too familiar.
Too similar.
White Tiger bloodline.
Just like him.
His son.
Huo Yuhao.
Shock. Guilt. Bloodline resonance.
All of it crushed his rage instantly.
His body stiffened. He stepped forward unconsciously, voice trembling:
"Yun'er… this child… he…"
At that moment—
A figure appeared silently in front of him.
Lin Yu.
Calm. Playful. Indifferent.
As if he had not just forced a woman to kneel or sent a Soul Saint flying.
He raised his hand casually and pressed it down on Dai Hao's shoulder.
Dai Hao reacted instantly, releasing his soul power and White Tiger aura—
But the moment the hand landed—
Everything shattered.
It was not technique.
Not skill.
Pure suppression.
Like a mountain collapsing onto him.
His soul power disintegrated instantly. His body, refined through countless battles, was crushed like paper.
No resistance.
No delay.
"THUD!!"
A heavy, terrifying impact.
In front of everyone's stunned eyes—
The White Tiger Duke.
The war god of the Star Luo Empire.
A Soul Douluo.
Was forced to his knees.
HARD.
His knees smashed into the stone ground, cracks spreading like a spiderweb.
His body was pinned down as if the sky itself was pressing on him.
No matter how he struggled—
Useless.
His face turned red with humiliation and shock. Veins bulged. Sweat poured down instantly.
Silence.
Deathly silence.
Everyone was frozen.
Servants. Guards. Enforcers. The Duchess.
All of them.
Their minds blank.
Their fear absolute.
A Soul Douluo…
Kneeling.
Without resistance.
Like an insect.
And the man doing it—
Was just a young stranger.
What… what kind of monster was he?