Corpses!
The entire courtyard was filled with corpses.
It was still pouring heavily and the ground was wet with bright red blood.
Dead bodies, both male and female, were strewn across the courtyard.
Illuminated by the flash of lightning, the servant also saw a tall and strong silhouette standing in the center of the thunderstorm.
He held an umbrella in one hand and his other hand was tucked into his pocket. He slowly walked toward the villa.
To the servant, it seemed as if the devil was walking toward him.
He wanted to run; he wanted to shout. But at that moment, he could not move a muscle.
Both his legs were frozen in place.
He soon had a clear view of the man’s face. He looked to be in his late teens, his features rather handsome and delicate.
However, his gaze was steely, his irises reflecting the blood on the ground.
A deadly aura radiated from him.
It was this deadly aura that froze the servant in his steps and took his breath away instantly.
The teenager walked into the villa.
He casually lowered his umbrella and shook it. It was unclear if the droplets falling from the umbrella were raindrops or blood.
“They are all inside right?” the teenager casually asked.
The servant nodded and said, “Y-yes!”
“Hold onto this for me.”
The teenager then passed the umbrella to the servant.
“O-okay!”
The servant was trembling.
“Come, let's have a toast. From today onward, the Long, Mo and Situ families shall work together, united as one. No longer can anyone stand in our way. Haha, this calls for a celebration. After that, we should discuss our next step to track down Chen Hao!” Situ Hong laughed loudly and said.
Situ Yang then said, “Mo Qing and Mo Tian, ever since the Long Family requested for our family’s help in looking for Chen Hao, my father has never taken this matter lightly. If it weren't for the people who fought with their lives to protect him, I believe Chen Hao would have been captured by my father half a year ago! I understand that Mr Biao is aware of the details as well!”
Mr Biao nodded.
“Yang is right. Back then the people that went after Chen Hao were all from the Situ family!”
Both Mo Qing and Mo Tian said, “We are clear about that. I have long credited this matter to all of you and I have reported it to our cousin, Mo Jian, as well. Mo Jian still remembers the help provided by you and your family.”
“That's great. I hope that the two of you could continue to put in a few good words for me in front of Young Master Mo Jian! Come, let's have a toast!”
Situ Hong stood up and proposed a toast.
Just then, inside the secret room, the sound of footsteps could be heard from the corridor.
The footsteps sounded hollow, and became louder as it approached them.
“Could it be that the Mistress is here?” a guest joked.
“It doesn't sound like her,” Situ Hong gave a bitter smile and said.
The creaking sound of the door being opened could be heard.
The door of the secret room was slowly pushed open.
Then, a silhouette appeared right before their eyes.
“You are…”
Situ Hong frowned in confusion.
A few seconds later, he came to his senses and his expression changed to excitement.
“W-Who are you?”
“Haha, Father, he is Chen Hao!”
Situ Yang also stood up in excitement.
“What? Chen Hao?
Mo Qing and Mo Tian were stunned.
“That's right, I remember him. My two nephews were murdered by him. I would recognize him anywhere. I did not expect that he would surrender himself to us!”
Mr Biao stood up furiously.
“You are dead meat! Catch him!”
Meanwhile, Mo Qing and Mo Tian gave orders to another two disciples from the Mo Family.
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