Clink! Clink!
The table trembled so much that the plates and wine glasses on the table collided with each other.
The trembling was caused by Long Biao as well as the father and son of the Situ family.
Just now, they were still having a merry time, eating and drinking.
Now, it was time to meet their doom.
All 3 of them had witnessed the power of the Mo family.
However, the Mo family was no match for Chen Hao.
Then, Chen Hao walked toward the table.
Thud!
Long Biao was so afraid that he knelt before him.
“Young Master Chen, please s-spare my life!”
The muscular man weighing 180 pounds was so scared that his own snot flowed down his face and into his mouth.
“6 months ago, when I escaped to the Southwest region, you brought along your men to pursue and kill me. More than 30 of my men were crippled by you. They were all my friends in Jin Ling,” said Chen Hao as he patted Long Biao’s head.
“I was wrong… Young Master Chen! I-I was wrong!”
Slam!
On the other hand, Chen Hao did not seem to hear anything at all.
He smashed Long Biao’s head viciously.
There was a muffled sound. Following that, Long Biao’s eyes started to bleed. Not long after that, he fell to the ground.
“Ah!”
Both the father and the son of the Situ family were as pale as a sheet of paper.
They were so frightened that they retreated to a corner of the room.
They felt that the person standing before them wasn’t Chen Hao, but a monster.
Chen Hao looked at the father and son pair who were scared out of their wits.
Then, he turned his gaze upon the table.
He sat down and poured himself a glass of red wine. Then, he grabbed an abalone and chewed on it.
“I heard that both of you were looking for me in the Southwest Region for the past 6 months. Moreover, you guys even spent a large amount of wealth and human resources to do that. Now that I am here, why are you looking for me?” asked Chen Hao as he looked at them.
“N-Nothing, Young Master Ch-Chen. It really is nothing,” said Situ Hong while trembling.
“If you have no reason to find me, then why did you expend such a huge amount of resources to do so? I thought that both of you had some important matters to discuss, if not, why would I leave both of you alive until now?” said Chen Hao with a smirk.
After he was finished with the abalone and the red wine, Chen Hao walked toward the father and son pair.
Rumble! Rumble!
The sound of thunder outside grew louder.
However, it stopped after a bout of heavy rain.
The Situ family’s mansion was set alight.
The entire area of the Situ family’s mansion was bathed in a sea of raging fire, which illuminated the sky as if it was daytime.
A figure was seen putting on his cap and carrying a bag while slowly leaving the Situ family’s home. In the end, the figure disappeared into the endless darkness.
The next day at dawn, the air was especially refreshing after the heavy rain last night.
At the warehouse in the suburban area, there were several makeshift beds on the floor.
It was Fang Jiannan and the rest. They were sound asleep.
Fang Jiannan’s eyelids fluttered slightly.
She vaguely heard some footsteps outside, waking her.
Immediately, she sat upright vigilantly.
She saw that Hu Huimin and the rest of them were sleeping whereas the sun was shining brightly outside the warehouse. What made Jiannan surprised was the fact that there wasn’t a single soul outside the warehouse.
It was empty.
“Wake up! Everybody, wake up!” shouted Fang Jiannan.
Only then did everybody wake up.
“What’s wrong, Jiannan? I am so sleepy. I did not expect myself to doze off so fast,” said Hu Huimin as she yawned.
“Take a look everyone, there is nobody in the warehouse anymore,” said Fang Jiannan.
Only then did all of them realize it.
“Yes, you are right. Where are the people? They were here last night. It makes no sense that they left as we did not hear a single sound.”
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