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Ling Hao didn't want to punish him anymore, and thought to himself: "This person is the Qi King. If the commotion is too great, Li Longjin would probably come and unavoidably disturb us. I'm wearing a conical bamboo hat to prevent others from knowing my identity, so I might as well just leave and save myself a lot of trouble."

"Miss, come with me."

The thin girl looked at the bamboo hat man in front of her and said, "I'm Guo Lian, where is the young master taking me?"

Ling Hao looked at her and said, "Leave here, I'll take you to the Spirit Flame Race."

As for where the Spirit Flame Race was, Guo Lian didn't think too much about it. The man in front of her spoke very clearly, which showed that he was extraordinary. He was the only one willing to pay to help her out when the others were standing around watching.

Guo Lian's parents had both died and she didn't have any distant relatives or close relatives, so she naturally felt a bit warm inside.

As Ling Hao took her away, he heard a voice from behind him.

"This King didn't let you leave. You dare to leave?"

When the Qi King saw that the bamboo hat man had completely ignored him, he couldn't help but feel infuriated. Beating his own son to the ground, if he didn't seek justice, where would the dignity of the Qi King go?

Ling Hao stopped and did not look back.

"What do you want?"

The Qi King sneered and pointed at Ling Hao.

"Someone, escort him to the prince's mansion!"

The armored guards behind the Qi King all rushed towards Ling Hao.

The two guards at the front bumped into Ling Hao's shoulders.

However, there was a burst of elasticity that sent the young men flying a few dozen feet away.

The Qi King was shocked, his guards were all in the True Sun realm, in the Second Sky.

Could it be an expert?

No matter how he thought about it, so what if he was an expert? This was the capital, under the feet of the Emperor. Even if he stirred up some trouble, he still had that imperial brother to support him.

His royal brother was the current Emperor, Li Long Jin.

However, the Prince of Qi never expected that his royal brother would be sweating so badly that the palace maid would drive him here.

At the corner of the street, rows of guards were following behind a golden carriage.

The carriage moved extremely fast.

Li Longjin who was in the carriage was sweating profusely. When he heard the report of the spy in the palace, that the Qi King was having an argument with a man wearing a bamboo hat, Li Longjin thought that this was definitely Ling Hao. If he truly angered this expert, in an instant, the sky in the capital would change.

Although the imperial power was strong, it was only in the mundane world. People like Ling Hao had long since broken away from the many rules.

At the same time, the number of spectators at the corner of the street gradually increased.

Many people were worried for this bamboo hat man. After all, the Qi King was a prince.

Everyone treated him like an ordinary person.

Some people also felt that the bamboo hat man was simply asking for trouble.

Guo Lian didn't think that something like this would happen because of her. Her expression was ugly, and struggle could be seen in her eyes.

He thought to himself, "For the sake of me, Young Master, you can go against the father and son of the Qi King. How can I let him be in danger?"

"Your Highness, this humble daughter of mine is guilty and ungrateful for rejecting the Crown Prince. May Your Highness take one of me and not harm this young master."

"Hmph, you slut, now you know fear? I'll take you home and take care of you! " A guard held onto Heir Qi with a dark expression.

But he couldn't endanger this kind young master.

Ling Hao's gaze turned cold. He had been enduring it time and time again just because he didn't want anyone to recognize him. Yet, this Qi Shizi was actually so overbearing.

The Qi King spoke confidently.

"Everyone attack together and escort him back to the manor!"

After returning to the manor, he would suffer all sorts of torture.

Ling Hao sighed slightly and took out the Netherworld Sword from his Cosmic Bag.

He took off the bamboo hat.

A streak of sword-light flashed past.

The dozen or so guards felt as if their bodies had been immobilized.

When King Qi looked over, he saw a line of blood on their necks.

Moments later, the dozen or so people fell to the ground in unison, their jaws dropped.

The Qi King was shocked, and his heart began to thump wildly.

The crowd was in an uproar.

Then, the crowd dispersed. Only the heavens knew if this youth would kill someone in a fit of madness.

Those who were paying attention only saw the white-robed youth. A hint of suspicion appeared on some of their faces.