Chapter 93 - Threat
When Zhou Boda heard Ye Hao's words, he shot an angry glare at the black-clothed bodyguard.
He had instructed the bodyguard to bring Ye Hao over, but to his surprise, a fight had broken out.
Zhou Boda had rushed over upon hearing the commotion, only to find his fears confird: the bodyguard had indeed caused trouble.
“My bodyguard is at fault here. If there's any compensation you require, please let know,” Zhou Boda offered an apology, promptly suggesting they were prepared to compensate Ye Hao.
“I'll take three of his fingers,” Ye Hao declared. A second later, a sickening crack sounded as the bodyguard's three fingers were broken, eliciting a scream of agony.
“Not only is your bodyguard lacking in strength, but his tolerance for pain is also subpar,” Ye Hao remarked, then struck the bodyguard's neck, causing him to roll his eyes and collapse into unconsciousness.
“I never imagined that your dical expertise was only matched by the pinnacle of your cultivation,” Zhou Boda remarked with a glance at the fallen bodyguard, smiling at Ye Hao.
“You learned about because Dr. Xu told you about my saving soone, didn't he?” Ye Hao said to Zhou Boda with a knowing smile.
Zhou Boda simply smiled in response, choosing to remain silent.
Ye Hao had no intention of causing trouble for Xu Gan. He turned to Zhou Boda with a smile, “Let's consider our past grievances settled.” He then resud changing his clothes.
Zhou Boda's face fell.
“I have a rather bold request,” Zhou Boda stepped forward, speaking in a hushed tone.
“Since you've already labeled it as bold, perhaps you should just keep it to yourself,” Ye Hao replied, still smiling.
At that, Zhou Boda was at a loss for words.
He hadn't anticipated Ye Hao's response.
Continuing his conversation, Ye Hao walked past Zhou Boda and headed for the door.
Left with no other choice, Zhou Boda turned and made his way back to the nearby sickroom.
“Where is he?” a major inquired from within the room.
“I didn't bring him here,” Zhou Boda admitted with a wry smile.
“You an to tell that with your status, you couldn't even get him to co?” the major asked, furrowing his brow in disbelief.
“Bring him directly here,” commanded an elderly man in military garb, his hair graying. His uniform bore the insignia of two batons and four stars, marking him as a major.
The major nodded in acknowledgnt and was about to depart when Zhou Boda interjected, “Hold on.”
”What seems to be the issue?” inquired the major.
“Just rember, no force,” Zhou Boda cautioned.
“Why not?”
“My bodyguard, Hee Yong, was taken down by a single blow from him.”
“Hee Yong is on the combat team, correct?”
“That's right.”
“Well then, this fellow must be quite formidable,” the major mused with a smirk.
Zhou Boda realized then that the major was unlikely to heed his warning. As the major strode away eagerly, Zhou Boda turned to Lee Ann, “I'd advise against letting the major confront him.”
“Do you doubt Sima Rong's ability to handle him?”
“How can I put this?”
“The Sima family is no ordinary clan. Sima Rong will handle him with ease,” Lee Ann said, barely concealing a smile.
Indeed, the Sima family was renowned in the martial arts world, which explained how Sima Rong could serve as Lee Ann's personal guard at such a young age. With Lee Ann's confidence, Zhou Boda held his tongue.
”I'm curious to see what this man is capable of,” Lee Ann remarked. Monts later, a voice echoed at the doorway, followed by a figure bursting through the hospital room door.
Upon seeing the battered Sima Rong, Lee Ann rose to his feet, fully aware of Sima Rong's nearly eight-star level combat prowess. Yet, he had been left swollen and bruised by Ye Hao.
Ye Hao approached with a dark countenance. “So, you're the one they say I shouldn't ss with?” he asked, locking eyes with Lee Ann.
Despite the intensity of Ye Hao's gaze, Lee Ann, seasoned by years of military service, was not intimidated. “I ca on behalf of the old commander,” he asserted.
“Are you certain it wasn't you who forcibly brought here?” challenged Ye Hao.
“It's all a misunderstanding.”
“Whether it's a misunderstanding or not, you owe an explanation for today's events. Otherwise, I assure you, there will be consequences.”
“What are you planning to do?”
“I'm going to break his legs,” Ye Hao declared, pointing at Sima Rong.
“You wouldn't dare.”
“Why wouldn't I?” Ye Hao retorted and began to approach Sima Rong.
But halfway there, Ye Hao halted in his tracks.
“Take one more step, and don't expect any courtesy from ,” Lee Ann warned, his handgun aid at Ye Hao.
Ye Hao had stopped because he heard the unmistakable click of the safety being released.
With his keen vision, Ye Hao could easily spot the bullets loaded in the pistol.
“If you're so capable, shoot in the head,” Ye Hao challenged, indicating his own forehead.
Lee Ann had never encountered soone so brazen.
“If you're not up to it, then put your gun away,” Ye Hao said icily.
“Lee Ann, put your gun away,” commanded a robust voice at that mont. An elderly man, leaning on a walking stick, erged from within.
His gait was unsteady, but his gaze was piercing.
“True to the saying, ‘heroes erge from youth,'” the old man comnded, looking at Ye Hao.
“Now that the person behind this has appeared, isn't it ti you gave so justice?” Ye Hao demanded without a trace of fear.
“What justice are you seeking?” the old man inquired.
“He instigated this. I can overlook it out of respect for you. But the insults to my parents demand an explanation,” Ye Hao insisted, locking eyes with the old man.
A shadow crossed the old man's face. “Sima Rong, did you insult his parents?”
“I did insult his parents,” Sima Rong admitted after a mont of silence.
“Apologize to Ye Hao.”
“No,” Sima Rong refused, shaking his head.
“I'm telling you to apologize to him,” the old man bellowed, enraged.
“As a mber of the Sima family, I will not apologize to anyone,” Sima Rong stated emphatically.
“Fine, if that's how it is, you are no longer my guard from this mont forward,” the old man declared gravely.
“Mr. Hee,” Sima Rong was taken aback, not expecting such harshness from the chief he had served for three years.
“Very well, then this is where we part ways,” Sima Rong said as he rose to leave.
Yet, as Sima Rong walked past Ye Hao, he found his path blocked.
“Hold on. Our business isn't settled yet.”
“Perhaps you're unaware of the consequences of assaulting a major?”
“True, I don't know what assaulting a major entails, but I do understand the implications of threatening a major general.”
Major General?
Sima Rong was taken aback. When had he threatened Mr. Hee?
Though Hee Bisheng was a civilian, he held the rank of major general.
Even with the Sima family's background in martial arts, Sima Rong wouldn't dare to casually provoke soone of such high rank and influence.
Hee Bisheng was equally shocked. He wondered, “When did Sima Rong threaten ?”
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