Chapter 109: Blood is Thicker Than Water! On the Surface!!
Silence once again fell upon the courtyard.
"You, you can't do this…"
Looking into the young girl's eyes, Huo Yuhao felt they were so familiar. He patted her head and said gently,
"Look at those sharp eyes. However… you shouldn't be so foolish. Back then, my hatred was hidden much better than yours."
Huo Yuhao's voice, like that of a devil, still echoed in the young girl's ears. "It seems you are very filial. Since you are so filial to your father, how about I send you to reunite with him?"
As his voice faded, the environment instantly became quiet.
The passing of life was that simple. Now, only Huo Yuhao was left alive in the courtyard. No, there was still someone else, but Huo Yuhao felt it was necessary to confirm their relationship.
Therefore, to be safe, he still used his Mental Interference Domain to conceal his figure.
His Mental Detection Sharing had long sensed some presence, but to ensure he wasn't mistaken, he continued to do so.
Sure enough, a moment later, a small boy crawled out of the well and cried bitterly while hugging the girl from before.
Huo Yuhao waited for a moment, and seeing no one else emerge, he no longer hid and stood before the small boy.
A dark shadow enveloped the small boy's body. He stopped crying because he realized he seemed to be in trouble.
Kid: New account, don't mess with me!
"Sigh, I'm not even playing the villain's script, so why am I still experiencing this kind of plot?"
Too lazy to continue with pleasantries, he raised his hand and reunited the family. See? That's professionalism!
He disappeared again and waited for a while. Seeing no one else emerge, Huo Yuhao finally felt at ease. At the same time, to eliminate future troubles, dozens of Level 4 Soul Cannons were placed in the servant quarters.
After he left, powerful explosions quickly engulfed the entire servant quarters. Aside from those who had shown kindness to Huo Yuhao and were moved away in advance, not a single living soul was left there.
When he rendezvoused with Xiao Hongchen and his sister outside, the two wisely asked nothing.
Meanwhile, Dai Hao and the Duchess, who were being controlled in the backyard, also heard the explosions outside.
"You… what exactly did you do?!"
Dai Hao didn't know that Huo Yuhao had become Du Busi's disciple, and that Du Busi had become Huo Yuhao's second teacher. In his agitation, he didn't think in that direction. He still thought the White Tiger Duke's mansion had offended lunatics like the Body Sect.
"Don't worry, all your questions will be answered when that child Yuhao arrives."
Du Busi was quite at leisure, but Dai Hao was truly panicking now. What did he hear? Yuhao—that child Yuhao—was back?
But why?
Why was it in this manner? Didn't that child say he would only challenge him after breaking through to Soul Saint?
He had already prepared to clarify Huo Yun'er's past situation, then vindicate her, and carefully establish his image as a loyal and steadfast father to win back Huo Yuhao's opinion!
If possible, even deposing Xu Na, his legal wife, wasn't out of the question.
After all, with two legitimate sons dead and one crippled, the White Tiger Duke's mansion couldn't possibly be without an heir, could it?
Huo Yuhao, whose talent and intelligence had been verified, was still his son. If the estrangement could truly be eliminated and father and son reconciled, the White Tiger Duke's mansion would not only be safe but might even return to its former glory.
But now, this situation was completely beyond his expectations!
Time passed by second by second, and Dai Hao felt it was so long. The Duchess also came to her senses at this moment, realizing her current predicament and what had just happened.
Because she heard a name she would never forget: Yuhao, Huo Yuhao—that slut's son, that dirty bloodline like trash, a lowly ant whom she had never bothered to look at directly.
How could this be? Wasn't he dead? Why was he still alive? Why would such a powerful expert appear to back him?
Tap, tap, tap!
Footsteps approached steadily, like the death knell of the Grim Reaper. There was no need to guess who the owner of these footsteps was, but in such a short time, Dai Hao couldn't think of how to respond.
After all, all previous arrangements depended on Huo Yun'er's grave being re-buried by him, and his legal wife being divorced by him.
Now this kid wasn't playing fair, not following the rules. There must also be that old man Kong Deming secretly protecting him. Was he really going to kill him?
In the dim light, Xu Na, kneeling on the ground, and Dai Hao, barely holding himself up, looked particularly wretched.
The former tried hard to lift her head to look at the figure in front of her, but Du Busi's pressure made it extremely difficult. She had never suffered such humiliation, and it was in front of this illegitimate son whom she had never once looked at directly.
The footsteps stopped, and a playful voice sounded.
"Long time no see, esteemed White Tiger Duke, and… this somewhat wretched lady."
Before Dai Hao could speak, Xu Na said with a twisted expression:
"You truly are that slut's son! I truly hate it. I truly hate that I didn't kill you with my own hands, allowing you to become so formidable in just one year!"
Although Huo Yuhao's appearance was completely different from a year ago, Xu Na knew that this was that slut's son.
Hmm, is this some kind of declaration people must make before they die?
In front of Dai Hao, Huo Yuhao stepped forward and pinched Xu Na's chin, his voice a devil's whisper in her ears.
"You really should regret not killing me when I was young. Dai Hao hasn't told you yet, has he? Your second son, Dai Huabin, actually died by my hand."
"In the arena, he roared that he was the White Tiger Duke's son, who dared to kill him, who could kill him?"
Saying this, Huo Yuhao clenched his fist and shook it in front of Xu Na.
"I personally blasted open his chest, and his heart was still beating at the time. Until his death, he never recognized that I was the illegitimate son who had been bullied by him since childhood—carefully surviving in filth and decay, even worse than a concubine's son."
"Tell me, what was he thinking before he died, you, his mother?" He withdrew his hand and pointed at Dai Hao. "Or this father who was on the scene at the time?"
The dignified noble, the majestic White Tiger Duke, Star Luo Empire's God of War Dai Hao, upon hearing these words, could no longer maintain his forced composure.
"Enough!"
He knew Huo Yuhao held grudges, but such heart-piercing words—let alone Xu Na—no one could bear them.
"Oh, no, no. This isn't enough. Do you think it's too much?"
Huo Yuhao stood up, and Du Busi had already cooperatively stood behind him. Kong Deming had also dealt with all the strong individuals in the White Tiger Duke's mansion, including the elders of the Dai family.
Now, in the vast White Tiger Duke's mansion, only Huo Yuhao's group remained, along with Dai Hao's family of three.
Of course, those who had helped him were still alive. Huo Yuhao was happy to grant them freedom and send them money so they could enjoy a life of wealth and comfort in the future.
This included his half-brother, Dai Luoli. However, now was not the time to speak with him.
Compared to himself, this one had received some fatherly love, and motherly love was certainly not lacking. If he knew that he had killed Dai Hao, while not necessarily hateful, he would still feel some resentment.
He didn't care, but it was better to avoid trouble by not letting him see.
The former White Tiger Dagger reappeared in Huo Yuhao's hand. This item, once regarded as Huo Yuhao's only hope, is still quite useful now.
Dai Yueheng woke up, roused by Huo Yuhao's mental shock, but he still wore an expression of unbearable pain and despair for the future.
He couldn't even tell what was happening, only seeing his father, whom he regarded as his lifelong goal, and his mother, who had doted on him since childhood, both looking at him with expressions of extreme terror.
Especially his father, whom he idolized, was now kneeling on the ground, looking particularly wretched.
It wasn't until the White Tiger Dagger sliced through his throat, and blood continuously flowed, making him feel the fading of his life, that he realized he was about to die.
A sound like being submerged in water came. He didn't know why he was dying, but he didn't want to die in confusion.
"Why?"
Why?
That was indeed a good question, but Huo Yuhao didn't want to waste words. He had no obligation to answer a dying person's questions.
Dai Hao was still struggling, "He is your blood brother! Even if you resent me, why would you kill him? Blood is thicker than water!"
The White Tiger Dagger had not yet completed its duty, and Dai Hao, looking at the soul guidance dagger he had left behind, was now overwhelmed by countless regrets.
If he could start over, he would never make such a mistake again, nor would he allow Xu Na to torment Huo Yun'er and Yuhao—mother and son.
Look, he actually knew about Xu Na's actions from the beginning. At least he remembered some now, or rather, he had heard about them long ago. After all, the White Tiger Duke was the greatest in the White Tiger Duke's mansion; even if Xu Na wanted to conceal it, how could she hide it from Dai Hao?
It was just that, with the passage of time, he had forgotten about the lowly maid Huo Yun'er and forgotten about the illegitimate son with only Level 1 innate soul power—considered untalented, a disgrace to the White Tiger Duke's bloodline, and with mutated eyes.
Blood brothers, blood thicker than water?
Huo Yuhao found these two phrases very interesting. In response, he only had one sentence for Dai Hao:
"On the surface!"
End of Chapter