Chapter 1190: Chapter 1185: Enemy Attack
Qin Hao remained silent, his expression extremely solemn.
After a long silence, he spoke: "A man must do what he needs to do."
Huang Long’s eyes lit up, and he smiled slightly: "And refrain from doing what shouldn’t be done!"
Upon seeing this, tears filled Huang Li’s eyes even more, but they were tears of relief.
Indeed, men in this world can avoid certain things, but there are things they must do!
"Dad! Fight with all your might! I’ll support you from behind!"
Even the hesitant Huang Li was inspired by the atmosphere and made up her mind.
"Thank you for understanding, Lily!"
Huang Long hugged Huang Li in his arms, his eyes slightly red.
Were it not for the situation forcing him, how could he bear to part with his lovely daughter?
This scene moved Qin Hao deeply.
Just a few actions, and he was already impressed by Huang Long’s character.
This person, like Young Master Xu, is generous and sincere, a worthy choice for friendship.
As he mused, Qin Hao’s brow furrowed suddenly, his ears perked up, hearing faint footsteps.
Soon, the footsteps approached the doorway.
This time, Huang Long also heard them, his expression changed slightly: "Huang Ying found out this quickly?"
Outside, a voice with a sinister tone projected inside: "Is Lily here?"
Upon hearing this voice, Huang Li’s face changed slightly, turning pale.
Huang Long muttered in a low voice: "Yuan Zhi, what is he doing here?"
After speaking, he looked at Huang Li.
Huang Li’s face shifted several times, then she said softly: "Huang Ying wants me to marry Tang Shaoyang as a family alliance chip, but I refuse..."
"Unbelievable!" Huang Long burst with anger: "Damn Huang Ying, just a month after I fainted, he resorts to such despicable methods! I must kill him!"
Outside, the voice grew louder: "Lily, the lights are on inside; I know you’re in there. If you don’t come out, don’t blame your brother for being rude!"
Huang Li bit her lip tightly, maintaining silence in response to the person outside.
"If that’s the case, don’t blame me for being rough!"
After speaking, the door was kicked open with a bang.
Immediately, a group of people stormed inside.
This group consisted of Huang Family Disciples, each with a mischievous look, led by a young man with a pale complexion suggesting indulgence, his eyes slyly assessing the room’s situation.
Seeing Huang Long standing there, the newcomers were startled.
"Am I seeing things? It’s Elder Huang Long!"
"Didn’t the Patriarch say Elder Huang Long was gravely injured and could never wake up?"
"This... seems a bit troublesome now!"
Instantly, the defiant disciples felt a chill under their feet, fear swelling within them.
The leader, Huang Yuanzhi, was equally affected.
But he quickly regained composure, sneering: "What are you afraid of! This stray dog was already wounded by my father! Even if he wakes, what’s the use? His skills are long gone!"
"Hmph!" Huang Long grunted heavily, the sound resonating like a hammer, causing the crowd to step back.
Huang Yuanzhi’s expression wavered: "Does this old ghost still possess such presence?"
Yet the next moment, Huang Long began to cough, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.
"Haha!" Huang Yuanzhi’s eyes widened, his face brimming with arrogance: "See, I guessed right! This old ghost is spent, showing off strength despite being incapable. Such a stubborn old man!"
Watching this, the others also breathed a sigh of relief.
"Just scared me!"
"Yeah! I thought Elder Huang Long would kill us!"
"Hehe, luckily no harm done. However, what should we do now?"
"Of course, we support the Patriarch. He’s already in power, and regardless of Elder Huang Long’s high renown, that’s all in the past!"
In mere exchanges, Elder Huang Long’s dignified image shattered.
"Father!" Huang Li’s eyes welled with hot tears as she worriedly supported Huang Long.
Huang Long’s expression darkened like looming clouds.
His physical state had indeed been seen through by Huang Yuanzhi.
Due to injuries, his inner mechanism hadn’t recovered. His abilities were less than one-tenth functional.
This level might suffice against Huang Zhiyuan, but with so many present, there was no hope of victory.
Originally, he intended to consume a Miracle Pill hidden inside the room.
That Miracle Pill could unleash potential.
After consumption, Huang Long’s skills should recover to a considerable degree.
This way, it would be sufficient for a deadly fight against Huang Ying.
However, now the elixir was placed on a beam, rendering him incapable of retrieving it.
How could he ingest it then?
Crises engulfed him, cold sweat trickling from Huang Long’s forehead.
Losing his life wasn’t the concern.
But implicating his daughter and Qin Hao was something he wished to avoid.
"Old Ghost! Aren’t you usually fierce with us? Why are you so tame now?" Huang Yuanzhi probed, hinting at provocation seeing Huang Long silent.
Huang Long’s expression remained unchanged, but internally he grew anxious.
Huang Yuanzhi was increasingly convinced of his lack of strength.
Overjoyed, he stepped forward and said: "Now, I offer you a chance to live; kneel before me, and I won’t kill you!"
Huang Long remained silent, but his fists clenched tightly, eyes gleaming fiercely.
Huang Yuanzhi was frightened, but recalling the situation, what was there to fear?
Thus, he sneered: "Are you stubborn? If you’re stubborn, I’ll have your daughter violated right here! See how stubborn you are then!"
Hearing this threat, Huang Long trembled, hair bristling in alarm.
Huang Li hid behind her father, filled with fear.
"Damn you, stubborn old fool!" Frustrated by no progress, Huang Yuanzhi also grew angry.
He shouted: "Brothers, bind Huang Long and bring Huang Li over!"
After speaking, the Huang Family Disciples froze, unmoving.
Immensely frustrated, Huang Yuanzhi turned and yelled: "Why aren’t you moving?"
The disciples quivered, and one couldn’t help muttering: "Brother Yuanzhi, individuals like elders aren’t easy to seize, requires the Patriarch’s command..."
"You! Cowardly mice afraid of death!"
Huang Yuanzhi was furious.
This group refrained from acting only out of fear of Huang Long, and now they spouted nonsense about the rules—utter disgrace!
The other disciples also inwardly scoffed.
Dare to call us mice?
Then why don’t you do it yourself?
Aren’t you hiding afar?
The atmosphere grew stagnant.
Huang Long, injured, couldn’t take the offensive, only holding a defensive position.
On Huang Yuanzhi’s side, fear governed them, hampering any actions.
At this moment, inadvertently, Huang Yuanzhi spotted two wine cups on the table and glanced behind Huang Yuanzhi, narrowing his eyes.
What’s this, there’s another person?
Who is this kid?
No answer arose internally, but Huang Yuanzhi’s mind devised a plan.
Huang Long the old ghost is usually proud, never sharing drinks with those he dislikes.
If he drinks, it must be with friends.
This kid drank with him—could he be a friend?
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