Douluo Continent, I, Huo Yuhao, defy fate with my spiritual eyes.

The loud wails drew all the servants out of the house, and they all poked their heads out to look.

When they saw the large patch of fabric soaked in blood on Dai Huabin's chest, they panicked and scrambled out, shouting as they ran.

"You bastard, how dare you lay a hand on Young Master Dai!"

"Oh no, my entire family!"

"Stop! It's not too late to stop!"

"Dai Yuhao, you're asking for it!"

A cacophony of angry shouts erupted, and the servants, their faces ashen, could almost picture how the Duchess would deal with them once she found out.

With a cold face, Huo Yuhao raised his hand and plunged the White Tiger Dagger into Dai Huabin's chest even deeper, scolding him.

"If you take another step, your young master will get hit again! And call me Huo! Yu! Hao!"

This threat deterred everyone from moving forward, and a few quick-witted servants quietly slipped away from the crowd to deliver the message.

"Let's talk this out. We can discuss anything. Why are you doing this?"

A more mature servant spoke cautiously, afraid of angering Huo Yuhao.

Looking around, although the servants did not continue to approach, they had already formed an encirclement, and Huo Yuhao was like a bird in a cage.

However, Huo Yuhao's decision was not made on a whim. Fueled by hatred and the passage of time, Huo Yuhao had already made ample preparations, including how to escape.

Huo Yuhao ignored the servants and took out a paper packet from his bag, which contained some bluish-gray powder.

He forcefully pulled out the White Tiger Dagger, and blood splattered onto Huo Yuhao's body, making him look as terrifying as a demon god descending to earth. Huo Yuhao pressed the powder onto the wound and roughly stuffed it deep inside.

The Duke's mansion must have healing-type Soul Masters. This seemingly terrifying knife wound might not be enough to kill Dai Huabin. However, this powder was prepared by him over many years, and he didn't know how many little rabbits he had poisoned to create the most poisonous powder.

"Ugh...uh!"

The intense pain jolted Dai Huabin awake from his daze, and he let out muffled whimpers.

"Stop! What are you doing?! Are you trying to fight to the death? Don't you want to save your own life?!"

The servants' eyes were bloodshot, but they dared not step forward despite reaching out their hands.

Huo Yuhao kicked Dai Huabin away, then jumped straight into the rushing river, letting the surging current carry him away into the distance.

"Oh no! Chase them!"

"How can we chase after them? The river is so rapid; we ordinary people would surely die if we went in!"

"Do you want to be torn to pieces by the Madam if you don't chase after her?!"

After a moment of deathly silence, the servants gritted their teeth, their brows furrowed, hesitant and unsure of what to do.

"Get out of my way, let me do it!"

A roar resounded as a middle-aged man dressed in fine clothes, his face filled with anxiety and rage, shoved aside his servants and summoned his martial spirit without hesitation.

Three spirit rings flashed beneath his feet, the white, yellow, and purple halos shone brightly, his muscles bulged all over his body, his arms grew longer, and some gray-white hairs grew out. He roared and jumped down.

Pfft! !

He was Dai Huabin's bodyguard. Dai Huabin was seriously injured and bore inescapable responsibility. Only by catching the murderer could they have a chance of survival.

Soon, groups of people hurriedly ran over from a distance.

"Make way! The Soul Master is coming!"

All that remains is a noisy mess.

…………

The inside of the river is like a series of dark chambers, filled with countless whirlpools. You never know what you will encounter next, and you can only pray for good luck.

Although Huo Yuhao had mastered swimming skills to an extremely high level, he still couldn't avoid being swept away by the rapids.

In a daze, Huo Yuhao felt as if he had been swept into a washing machine. Suddenly, the machine malfunctioned and began an emergency landing, throwing him out.

Huo Yuhao knelt on the ground, vomiting violently.

"Wow……"

He knelt weakly on the ground, his face pale and powerless, but a gleeful smile appeared on his face as he burst into wild laughter.

"Hahahaha, Dai Huabin, you've finally met your match!"

As he laughed, a tear slid down his cheek, and his voice gradually began to choke, as if he were a madman roaring at the sky.

"Mom! I've avenged you! But that's not all! There's also the Duchess, and that bastard Dai Hao! I will make them pay the price, and I will never forgive them for all the suffering they've endured these past years!"

bump!

Amidst a fierce roar, a deafening explosion resounded. Huo Yuhao looked over warily and staggered to his feet.

There was a middle-aged man with long, gray arms and a face covered with scars of various sizes, some of which were still covered with sand and gravel.

His hands were already a bloody mess, but he had managed to grab the ground with his bare hands to escape the rushing water.

Three shimmering halos stood beneath his feet. His expression was ferocious and terrifying. Water droplets dripped from the hem of his clothes, splashing onto the ground.

Huo Yuhao recognized him quickly and was startled.

This is Zhou Bi, Dai Huabin's personal bodyguard. He is a level 34 offensive-type Soul Master with the Martial Soul Long-Armed Ape. He is a retired veteran who left Dai Hao's personal guard.

Damn it, how could the guards be so fast!

He had previously estimated that it would take them quite a while to react, but he didn't expect them to catch up with him so quickly.

Zhou Bi clenched his fists, his face utterly indifferent.

"Come back with me and accept the lady's punishment. You'll have a slim chance of survival. Don't make me do it; I don't want to harm the Duke's bloodline!"

Huo Yuhao remained silent, but took out the White Tiger Dagger and gripped it even tighter. With his other hand, he pulled out a porcelain bottle.

Seeing that Huo Yuhao still wanted to put up a stubborn resistance, Zhou Bi frowned unhappily, clenched his fists, and suddenly rushed forward.

"First Soul Skill: Ape Arm Strike!"

His arm grew even longer, and he swiftly slammed towards Huo Yuhao.

Huo Yuhao's expression changed drastically. With his physical abilities, he couldn't react to that speed at all. He was punched in the chest and sent flying, crashing into a giant tree and shaking off countless leaves.

Snapped!

A crisp sound of a porcelain bottle shattering rang out among the fallen leaves. Zhou Bi frowned; he disliked any unexpected developments in the midst of battle, and quickly took two steps forward to grab Huo Yuhao.

Unfortunately, it was too late. A cloud of smoke rose around Huo Yuhao, obscuring his figure.

Zhou Bi knew something was wrong, so he rushed into the smoke, grabbing wildly with his long arms while shouting angrily.

"Stop right there! You can't escape!"

After a long while, the smoke dissipated, and Zhou Bi stood up with a displeased expression. He looked up and saw that Huo Yuhao was nowhere to be seen.

I was tricked by a little kid!

No, calm down! He's injured, so he couldn't have run far, so... he's still lying to me!

No, no, this kid is too cunning. He might be using a trick against me!

With his mind in turmoil, Zhou Bi made up his mind, gritted his teeth, circulated all his soul power, and his third soul ring lit up as he roared to the sky.

"Third Soul Skill: Echoing Ape Cry!"

Semi-transparent sound waves spread outwards from Zhou Bi as the center, layer upon layer, and bounced back upon contact with the solid object.

Zhou Bi's ears twitched slightly, constantly trying to detect various faint signals.

One sound after another followed, the soul power being released as if it were free, and the sound grew farther and farther away.

Then, a suppressed sob, as if a muffled whimper had been made, suddenly rang out from a clump of wild grass near the Duke's mansion.

The sound was so faint that it was almost imperceptible; if Zhou Bi hadn't been a scout, he might have completely missed it.

"Hmm..." "What a cunning little brat! But I've got you!"

Zhou Bi grinned, took three steps in two, and yanked up a blade of grass, revealing Huo Yuhao's thin body.

Wild grass covered Huo Yuhao's body in a mess, revealing only a pair of scarlet eyes. Huo Yuhao was biting a piece of dead wood tightly in his mouth, with deep teeth marks and traces of blood on it.

Huo Yuhao's face was ashen, and he stared at Zhou Bi with unwavering stubbornness.

He never regretted killing Dai Huabin; he only regretted that he hadn't prepared enough or been ruthless enough.

"If I hadn't been a scout before becoming a bodyguard, you really would have gotten away today!"

Zhou Bi snorted coldly, and kicked the brat who had made him go through so much trouble and take so much responsibility, his face twisted and ferocious.

With a heavy kick, Huo Yuhao spat out another mouthful of blood and nearly fainted.

Zhou Bi raised his hand to grab Huo Yuhao, preparing to take him back to the Duke's mansion.

Just then, the sky and earth were shrouded in dark rain, and cracks appeared in the ground without warning.