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Second Young Master covered his face, his eyes filled with resentment. He had never been slapped in his life before, especially when he was Mayor's grandson.

"Don't let them go! I want them all to die!"

His voice was hoarse with grievance.

After the sturdy men heard this, they immediately rushed towards Ling Hao.

Ling Hao frowned, these people were truly reckless. If they did not intimidate him, he would really be at their mercy.

The Second Young Master did not see Ling Hao's actions clearly. He had initially seen Ling Hao sitting there, but after he finished speaking, all he saw was an afterimage.

Then, wails came out one after another, the few robust men laid on the ground, looking at Ling Hao in shock. In their eyes, he was just a harmless youth.

"If you want to die, you can come over yourself. I promise I'll let you regret provoking me today." Ling Hao looked at him. The Second Young Master felt a chill all over his body, as if he was staring at an abyss.

The Second Young Master was frightened and uncertain for a moment. It was only when he saw the group of people outside the room that he had the courage to speak.

Outside the door, an old man from the Black followed two servants into the house.

The Black elder's face was expressionless as he held his hands behind his back. His clothes were embroidered with all kinds of rare birds, revealing his magnificence.

When he saw his grandson standing in the room, he also saw his face turn red, and clearly visible palm marks.

He was stunned, and then his rage raged.

"What's going on?"

"Who are you two?"

When he saw Ling Hao and Zhao Yuxuan, he was slightly startled. When he went out today, he did not know that guests had come to visit.

"You must be White City Lord?" Zhao Yuxuan asked softly.

"How dare you!" You actually didn't kneel when you saw my grandfather? " The Second Young Master had forgotten his previous frightened appearance. Now that he saw his grandfather, he felt as if he was looking at a god's help.

White City Lord did not say anything. With his experience, he knew that no one dared to call him that. Furthermore, they did not even kneel down when they met.

"Exactly, I wonder what business do you two have with me?" After thinking about it, White City Lord still answered her. Following that, his eyes swept across Ling Hao, he felt that this person was familiar, as though he had seen him somewhere before.

Ling Hao looked at him.

Is this Grandfather? That old man whom mother and father had not seen for twelve years?

Sixth Sky of the True Yang.

"I am a person from the goblin of the capital, Zhao Yuxuan. I am here to investigate the Blood River Young Master's case." Zhao Yuxuan took out his order badge and placed it on the table.

When he heard these words, the White City Lord felt complicated in his heart. Soon after, his face filled with respect. The capital city's goblin was like the arrival of the Son of Heaven himself, he did not dare to be negligent.

"Miss Zhao, this old man did not know that you came from the capital. Please forgive me."

"Set up a feast to properly entertain Lady Zhao!" White City Lord instructed the servants beside him, and then looked at Ling Hao suspiciously.

Zhao Yuxuan seemed to understand what he meant, and said: "As for Ling childe, he is my savior."

"Please come in, both of you." The White City Lord said.

When the Second Young Master saw how respectful his grandfather was towards them, he did not even have the time to ask about the wounds on his face. This only made him angrier and angrier.

"Grandfather, these two villains have insulted grandson, I beg grandfather to beat them to death!" Second Young Master looked at White City Lord with grievance, hoping that his grandfather would continue to protect him.

What greeted him was a crisp and loud slap.

The room was eerily quiet.

After a while, White City Lord looked at his grandson and said coldly: "Bastard! Two villains? Do you want me to die? "

"I will only say it once. Kneel down and apologize. I don't care what grievances you have, I will count to three. If you don't kneel down and apologize to the two of them, then I will personally kill you today."

The words were extremely cold.

The Second Young Master stood in his original spot. At that moment, a woman ran from behind and pulled the Second Young Master, pressing him to the ground.

This was his mother.

White City Lord's complexion looked much better. He truly did not dare to provoke the capital's goblin, and had to struggle for many years before finally being able to sit in the Mayor's position.

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