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A somber atmosphere filled the living room.

The Song Zhongji couple looked at each other, both seeing shock in each other's eyes.

They originally thought Su Hao was just a promising young martial arts master, but they never expected him to have such a complicated background.

"Shi Lezhi has also recently sent people to investigate what happened back then," Zhan Xier said to Su Hao, her tone carrying a hint of reminder.

"With his power, it's only a matter of time before he traces you back to him. You need to be very careful. He's ruthless; he'd even kill his own son. He'll never care about blood ties."

"Be wary?" Su Hao suddenly smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"Even if he doesn't come to me, I will go to him. He imprisoned Liu Wanqing, condoned the Song family's evil deeds, and even sent members of the Thousand Hands family to cause trouble within the country. We will settle this score sooner or later."

Looking at the imposing aura that he inadvertently exuded, Zhan Xier was filled with emotion.

She sighed softly, "You make it sound so easy. Things haven't been peaceful within the country lately. Many old-school forces are stirring up trouble, and the Thousand Hands family and the evil cultivators from Southeast Asia are also causing chaos. The Martial Division has been infiltrated and riddled with holes. If it weren't for your repeated actions in Jinling to deter them, the Martial Division would probably have collapsed long ago."

She stood up, looking solemnly at Su Hao: "Before I leave, I'd like to ask you for a set of guidelines. How should the Martial Division deal with various forces in the future?"

Su Hao raised his eyes, his gaze sharp as a knife, and uttered only one word: "Kill."

As soon as the word was uttered, the temperature in the living room seemed to drop by more than ten degrees.

A powerful killing intent burst forth from Su Hao, sweeping across the entire living room, causing the windowpanes to hum softly.

The Song Zhongji couple turned pale and had difficulty breathing. Li Qiuchan and Song Xiaoxiao also subconsciously clenched their clothes.

Zhan Xier was startled, then nodded solemnly: "Okay, I've got it."

She didn't linger any longer and quickly left the villa.

That single word, "kill," exploded in her heart like a thunderclap, giving her immense confidence.

With top-tier combat power like Su Hao, how could the Martial Division not see the light at the end of the tunnel?

After Zhan Xier left, there was silence in the living room for a long time.

Li Qiuchan was the first to come to her senses, and sighed softly, "Life is unpredictable. Who would have thought that you and Shi Lezhi were actually father and son..."

"Father and son?" Su Hao scoffed, his tone flat but icy cold.

"From the moment he tried to strangle me several times, there was no father-son relationship left. Originally, I only planned to go to the capital to rescue Song Xiaoxiao's mother and settle the grudges of the Song family. Now it seems that if he knows what's good for him, he will leave me alone. But if he dares to push me too far, even if he is my biological father, I will still take action to eliminate him."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up, walked to the window, looked out at the courtyard, and frowned slightly.

His birth mother had disappeared, his birth father had turned his back on him, the Shi family was wielding power, the Martial Arts Department was in chaos... With so many things mixed together, even he couldn't help but feel a bit confused.

"I'm going out for a walk to clear my head," Su Hao said, turning around.

"I'll go with you!" Li Qiuchan and Song Xiaoxiao said at the same time.

Shi Lezhi's influence extends throughout Jinling, and they are worried that Su Hao might be ambushed if he goes out alone.

"No need." Su Hao waved his hand, his tone gentle but leaving no room for refusal.

"I'm just taking a walk; no one can hurt me. You all stay home with Uncle Song and the others to prevent the Song family from sending anyone else."

The two had no choice but to give up and watch Su Hao walk out of the villa gate.

……

On the streets of Nanjing's old city, the leaves of the plane trees rustled in the wind.

Su Hao walked slowly along the street, without using his true energy or releasing his senses. Just like an ordinary person, he let the evening breeze caress his face, and his chaotic thoughts gradually settled down.

Whether it's a mental breakdown or a missing birth mother, there's no rushing things.

He'll meet force with force and water with earth; he's skilled and has authority in the military, so there's nothing to fear.

Having figured this out, he paused, preparing to turn back to the Li family.

"Bang!"

A slender figure rushed out of the alley next to him in a panic and bumped into him squarely.

The other person was wearing a baseball cap and a mask, revealing only a pair of panicked almond-shaped eyes, and had a faint scent of gardenias on them.

After hitting the person, instead of running away, she frantically hid behind Su Hao as if grasping at a straw, and whispered in a trembling voice, "Sir, please... help me block them, someone behind me is trying to grab me."

Su Hao raised an eyebrow and looked toward the alley entrance.

Four burly thugs dressed in black suits quickly chased after them, their eyes fierce. They scanned the area and soon locked onto the figure behind Su Hao.

The lead thug stepped forward, pointed at Su Hao, and shouted sternly, "Kid, mind your own business! Hand over the men behind you, or we'll take care of you too!"

The person hiding behind Su Hao trembled and instinctively grabbed the hem of his clothes.

Su Hao remained calm, glanced at the four people, and said indifferently, "I'll give you ten seconds to get lost."

"Oh ho, you're pretty cocky, aren't you?" The leader of the thugs sneered and waved his hand.

"Hey guys, beat this kid to a pulp first, then take him away!"

Four thugs rushed forward, their fists slamming into Su Hao with great force.

Su Hao didn't move a step, nor did he mobilize even a trace of True Dragon Qi. Relying solely on the basic strength honed over many years, he turned to the side, raised his hand, threw a punch, and kicked. His movements were clean and swift, so fast that only afterimages remained.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The four muffled thuds almost came together in one continuous sound.

Within two minutes, all four thugs were lying on the ground, clutching their arms and legs and howling in pain, unable to even stand up.

The woman hiding behind Su Hao was stunned. She subconsciously took off her mask and baseball cap, revealing a delicate and beautiful face.

She is none other than Zhao Silu, a top female star who is currently popular all over the country.

"It's you..." Zhao Silu recognized Su Hao, her eyes filled with surprise.

She had been complaining about Su Hao with her best friend, never expecting to reunite with him in this way tonight.

"Thank you for saving me. Let me treat you to dinner. It's that private restaurant up ahead. Consider it my way of thanking you."

The leader of the thugs on the ground, enduring the pain, threatened, "You dare touch us? We're Mr. Wen's men! Mr. Wen won't let you get away with this!"

Su Hao raised his foot and gently kicked him in the chin.

With a soft "crack," the thug's head lolled to the side, and he fainted on the spot.

"Noisy."

Zhao Silu felt a pang of relief upon seeing this, but then she also felt a sense of satisfaction.

She quickly led Su Hao to a private restaurant not far away and chose a quiet private room.

After they sat down, the two ordered a few light dishes and started chatting.

"What's your name?"

"Su Hao".

"What?!"

Zhao Silu suddenly stood up.

"Su Hao? Su Hao, the son-in-law of the Li family?"

Do you know me?

Zhao Silu hesitated for a moment before revealing the matter of the Dragon Maid.

"What a coincidence."

Su Hao couldn't help but shake his head.

He hadn't expected that Zhao Silu was actually the third dragon maid chosen by his third senior sister.

Who were those people just now?

Zhao Silu stated frankly, "Zhao Wen, the investor and the biggest investor in our production team, has always had ill intentions towards me. Today at the banquet, he used the pretext of discussing cooperation to get me drunk and even tried to take me away. I managed to escape during the chaos."

"Zhao Wen?" Su Hao's eyes turned cold.

"It seems some people really don't understand the rules of Jinling. After we finish eating, I'll go back with you and settle the score with him."

Zhao Silu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, taking it as just a casual remark to comfort him.

Zhao Wen wields considerable influence in Nanjing's business circles, with connections in both the legitimate and underworld sectors; he's not someone to be trifled with.

She shook her head: "No need, thank you for saving me is enough. At worst, I won't film this movie; I can afford the breach of contract penalty myself."

As she was talking, her phone suddenly rang.

The word "agent" was displayed on the screen.

Zhao Silu frowned as she answered the phone, immediately hearing her manager's sharp and angry shouts: "Zhao Silu, are you crazy?! You dare run away from President Wen's banquet?! Let me tell you, get back to President Wen's private estate right now, apologize to him, and drink with him! Otherwise, he'll immediately withdraw his 200 million investment and blacklist you completely! You can forget about ever working in the entertainment industry again! And there's the 200 million breach of contract penalty, can you afford to pay it?!"

A barrage of reprimands rained down on Zhao Silu, making her face turn pale with anger, and her fingertips trembled.

She bit her lip and said, slowly and deliberately, "If you want me to be blacklisted, then blacklist me. I'll pay the breach of contract penalty. But you want me to work as a hostess? No way."

After saying that, she hung up the phone, her eyes slightly red.

She has maintained a clean reputation and let her work speak for itself throughout her many years in the industry, but she still couldn't escape such a sordid affair.

"I'm done talking." Su Hao put down his chopsticks and looked at her.

"Let's go, I'll go with you to that private estate. I want to see just how bold Zhao Wen really is."

"No, no!" Zhao Silu quickly shook her head.

"Zhao Wen has a lot of influence, and he will implicate you. I don't want to cause you any trouble."

"To be implicated?" Su Hao smiled and stood up.

"In Jinling, no one has ever implicated me. Let's go, it's getting late, the banquet will be over soon."

His tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable certainty.

Zhao Silu looked into his eyes, nodded as if possessed, and followed him out of the restaurant.

The two hailed a taxi and gave the address of the Wen family's private estate on the outskirts of the city.

After driving for less than two minutes, the taxi driver glanced at Zhao Silu several times in the rearview mirror, then suddenly exclaimed excitedly, "You...you're Ms. Zhao Silu, right? My daughter really loves your acting! Could...could you give me your autograph?"

Zhao Silu paused for a moment, then smiled and nodded: "Of course."

She took the notebook from the driver, carefully signed her name, and wrote a blessing.

When it came time to pay, she rushed to pay the fare, smiling and saying, "Thank you for bringing us here. This autograph is a small token of my appreciation."

The driver grinned from ear to ear, repeatedly saying no, no need.

Su Hao sat to the side, looking at her gentle and polite demeanor, and felt a sense of goodwill towards her.

Despite being at the top, he shows no arrogance whatsoever—that's rare!