And when Lin Hao treated him, the ans he had employed already thoroughly surpassed that of a Martial Artist.
Not to ntion, even he himself, when facing Lin Hao, did not possess absolute confidence in defeating him.
What difference would it make to offend such a terrifying youth, who likely had an imnse background, and to push the Yao Family into an endless abyss?
The ridiculous thing was, Yao Yuelan actually called him a pretty boy...
To be honest, that slap was really letting Yao Yuelan off easy. If she wasn’t his own daughter, whether she could even survive would be questionable.
The only consolation was that Lin Hao seed to not take this matter to heart.
"What are you still doing here? Scram!" Yao Wuya said in a deep voice to the people kneeling on the ground.
Yao Sanhong and the others, with gloomy faces, walked towards the outside of the house.
Yao Gang was the last to leave, bowing his head. If anyone saw his gaze at that mont, they would surely be greatly startled.
Murderous intent, nothing but murderous intent.
He was extrely, extrely dissatisfied.
This year, he was already forty years old, and his father, Yao Sanhong, was over sixty, making a combined age of a hundred years. Yet, they had to kneel before a seventeen or eighteen-year-old youth.
Why?
Even if it was an order from Yao Wuya, he was still not convinced.
Therefore.
As he passed by Lin Hao, he made his move.
From his sleeve, suddenly slid out a dagger shaped like a trident. Clasped within his palm, he stabbed at the back of Lin Hao’s head with the speed of lightning.
Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked. Yao Wuya’s expression turned even darker; it was too late to stop him.
Zou Tianyu’s eyes drastically changed, and Yao ngchen’s complexion turned pale.
But Lin Hao remained motionless, seemingly completely unaware.
Yao Gang sneered; after all, he was just a student. If he were to die, Yao Wuya would, at most, lightly punish him.
After all, he was Yao Wuya’s grandson.
"Kid, you’re only to bla for provoking the wrong person!"
In an instant, the dagger had already reached the back of Lin Hao’s head. Just as Yao Gang believed Lin Hao was about to lose his life to Huangquan, his dagger suddenly stopped.
The tip was only a re centiter from Lin Hao!
Yet, that one centiter, no matter how hard Yao Gang tried, he couldn’t close the gap at all.
In a flash, his smile froze, and his expression turned ashen as if gripped by despair.
And at this mont.
Lin Hao finally turned around, looking at Yao Gang.
A pair of eyes, calm as the still waters of a deep pool: "I’m giving you a chance, sever your own legs."
"Impossible!"
Yao Gang withdrew his dagger, attempting to stab at Lin Hao once again.
Regrettably, under the watchful eyes of all, he had no further opportunity to make a move. Yao Wuya grabbed his hand in a flash, seizing the dagger, and snorted coldly:
"Yao Sanhong, deal with your son yourself."
"Yes."
Yao Sanhong’s heart trembled, utterly horrified.
Even he might not have been able to handle the sudden strike from Yao Gang, and yet, Lin Hao hadn’t even moved.
What did this imply?
It ant that Yao Gang hadn’t breached Lin Hao’s defenses at all, that Lin Hao’s strength already surpassed Yao Gang!
Even stronger than him, Yao Sanhong!
Now, he finally understood why Yao Wuya’s attitude was so respectful.
Not just he, Yao Sanyuan also realized the seriousness of the situation, his back breaking out in cold sweat. If Yao Wuya hadn’t stopped them from taking action before, what would have been the outco?
The re thought sent shivers down their spines.
"Unfilial son." Yao Sanhong lashed out with his hand, slapping Yao Gang across the face, "Who allowed you to strike at young master Lin?"
"I..." Yao Gang, filled with fear, knew there was no escaping punishnt, "I concede, I will break my own legs now!"
Gritting his teeth and channeling his Primordial Qi, the next mont, everyone heard the sound of bones snapping. Yao Gang, who had been standing, fell to the ground.
Yao Sanhong was pained but said nothing, and turned to Lin Hao, "Young master Lin, on behalf of my unworthy son, I apologize to you."
Lin Hao spoke calmly and indifferently, "Originally, I should not have let him live, for he harbored murderous intent against ."
"However, I do not wish to kill anyone today. This punishnt for his legs should serve as a lesson. Yao Sanhong, are you satisfied with this?"
"Satisfied, I am thoroughly convinced," Yao Sanhong agreed sincerely, knowing Yao Gang’s fate was self-inflicted and, moreover, with the Yao Family’s resources, a pair of legs could be restored.
This thod of dealing with the matter not only appeased him, but he also felt a sliver of gratitude towards Lin Hao.
As a Cultivator, he was acutely aware of how taboo it is to harbor murderous intent against others. Had he been in Lin Hao’s position, Yao Gang would certainly not have survived the day.
Yao Sanhong continued, "Thank you, young master Lin, for sparing his life. From now on, should you have any commands, I, Yao Sanhong, will be at your beck and call."
"Good, I will rember your words," Lin Hao replied with a smile.
"Then, young master Lin, I shall take my unworthy son and leave."
"Mhm."
Seeing Lin Hao nod, Yao Sanhong then helped Yao Gang up, reprimanded him sternly as if casting iron into steel, and took him away.
"Young master Lin, I am like my older brother. If you need anything in the future, just co to ," Yao Sanyuan also stepped forward and respectfully addressed Lin Hao.
"Good."
Upon receiving Lin Hao’s response, the group finally left with mixed feelings.
"These children of mine, always refusing to see the coffin till they reach the grave," sighed Yao Wuya, shaking his head deeply. Otherwise, without Lin Hao demonstrating his strength, people like Yao Sanyuan would probably remain unconvinced.
It was for the best, they would not dare to make a move against Lin Hao anymore.
"Grandpa, are you really alright?" Seeing them gone, Yao ngchen’s face finally showed a moving smile as she ran towards him, looking him over carefully from all sides.
"I can’t say I’m completely unhard, there’s still so pain, and so wounds left from the treatnt," replied Yao Wuya with a gentle smile.
During his feigned death, only Yao ngchen had shed tears for him, which made him even more doting towards her.
Even more so, he began to consider the idea of grooming Yao ngchen to be the next head of the Yao Family.
"That’s wonderful," exclaid Yao ngchen genuinely delighted, "Lin Hao, thank you. I didn’t expect that you could really heal."
"It has nothing to do with . Your grandpa has a strong life force. If he could not wake up during his feigned death, then he really wouldn’t have been able to wake up," Lin Hao said, "The risks I ntioned were regarding that period."
"But... when you opened the door, you seed so confident," Yao ngchen expressed her surprise, "Isn’t it because you were sure?"
"No, it’s because your grandpa’s life or death doesn’t affect much," Lin Hao replied honestly and quite frankly.
Nearby, Zou Tianyu, who was drinking water, almost choked on hearing this.
Yet Yao Wuya didn’t care at all: "Haha, young master Lin is indeed candid. Hmm... Tianyu, could you and ngchen wait in the hall for ? I would like to have a private word with young master Lin."
"Sure, no problem," Zou Tianyu said with a smile, "I won’t wait though, I have so work to handle. Now that you’ve recovered, I’ll visit another day."
"Young master Lin, if it’s convenient, feel free to visit my office or co by my house," said Zou Tianyu as he took his leave.
Then, Yao ngchen also left, "Lin Hao, I’ll wait for you in the hall."
After the two of them left, only Professor Luo and Professor Li remained in the room, smiling awkwardly, they too then left and closed the door behind them.
Just as Lin Hao wondered what Yao Wuya wanted to discuss, all of a sudden, Yao Wuya’s aged body knelt down.
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