The poorest rich man novel (Chen Hao) novel Chapter 509

The venue was already extremely chaotic.

Everyone there was crowded in a corner, trembling away.

Some even started foaming around their mouth, clearly frightened out of their wits.

Yu Jinfei was crying and didn’t dare to say anything.

On the other hand, Chen Hao took a deep breath and closed both his eyes.

After being silent for a while, he opened his eyes again. At that moment, the redness in his eyes had significantly subsided.

Chen Hao walked slowly toward the housekeeper and asked, “Where did you lock my friends up?”

“Eh!” When the housekeeper was questioned, his whole body shivered.

He spat a mouthful of fresh blood and twitched on the floor. After a while, he stopped moving altogether.

Because he was overly terrified, there was an upwelling of blood that caused a rupture in his brain.

“Look for them!” Chen Hao ordered the underlings behind him.

“Yes, Young Palace Lord!” They then got into action.

But before Chen Hao left, he saw the mother and daughters from the Yu Family huddled together. He merely looked away again and marched out of there.

There was dead silence in the venue. Within the hour after Chen Hao left, nobody dared to move.

From then only, within the Tian City Triangle Zone, as long as the Tian Long Group was mentioned, there was nobody that didn’t tremble with fear.

Three days later in the manor, Uncle Wen was telling Chen Hao, “Young Palace Lord, the Lord told me to search for the grounds where the Spiritual Foxes dwell, and it has been located. It turns out that it’s in the secret forest, west of Long Jiang, where someone had encountered a Spiritual Fox before!” Uncle Wen then sighed. “I understood the Lord’s intentions. If you can’t depend on holy blood for nourishment, it’s a worry that soon, your temperament will get affected by hate. At that point, it would be difficult to return to your original self.”

Chen Hao frowned; indeed, those words reached deep into his heart.

Initially, Chen Hao thought that he could depend on himself to control himself.

But when he took action, Chen Hao discovered that the tiniest bit of hate was like a tiny spark that could set off a prairie fire. Once it was lit, he could not control himself, and he would use exceedingly cruel tactics to solve the issue.

Furthermore, these three days, Chen Hao had been feeling an unbearable itch—he was actually thinking of murdering people!

“I understand, Uncle Wen. I don’t want to become a killing machine either. Alright, you give the orders. We will make a move today and go to Long Jiang to find the Spiritual Fox,” Chen Hao instructed.

“Yes, Young Palace Lord.”

Chen Hao stood up in the room. “If I’m not wrong, the foundation of the Mo Family that Mo Changkong found is in Long Jiang.”

When Chen Hao reached there, he would take the opportunity to set things right with them.

Chen Hao stroked a pot of fresh flowers in front of him.

When he thought of the Mo Family, both of his palms curled into fists and suddenly, the pot of fresh flowers withered.

When Uncle Wen witnessed this scene, his eyelids twitched.

True enough, the Lord’s worry for the Young Palace Lord was not misplaced.

At this moment, the Young Palace Lord had been transformed by his experience in his training. Now, his abilities had reached a very scary state, even more than what the Lord went through after his transformation previously.

If it wasn’t for his fear that the Young Palace Lord would fall into evilness, the Lord would not want Uncle Wen to painstakingly follow around him.

“Young Palace Lord, there’s something that I don’t know if I should mention or not.”

“Uncle Wen, speak.”