"Young Master Xu, I'm sorry!" Liu Tianxiong felt somewhat guilty as he spoke to Xu Hao. The first task Xu Hao entrusted to him had ended up disastrously.

Xu Hao smiled slightly, "Patriarch Liu, don't worry about this matter. You can't be blamed. I'll go and meet this old man myself."

Zhao Feng, seeing that Xu Hao was planning to confront the old man from the Wang Family, hesitated before speaking, "Brother Hao, be careful. That old man is said to have been heavily paid to come from the provincial city recently by the Wang Family."

Liu Ruyan also tugged at Xu Hao's sleeve, "Husband, can you handle it?"

Xu Hao looked at Liu Ruyan with a somewhat wicked smile, "How can a man say he can't handle it? Remove the word 'can'! Whether I can handle it or not, we'll know after we try."

With a double entendre in his words, Liu Ruyan's face turned red with embarrassment, and she reproached him softly, "Husband, you're so bad!"

However, thinking of Xu Hao's recent performances, which were increasingly outstanding, Liu Ruyan knew more and more girls would inevitably gather around him in the future. As his official wife, if she didn't take the initiative with Xu Hao early on, she would be left behind later.

Now, if Xu Hao wanted to do something, Liu Ruyan would not oppose or reject it.

Xu Hao said goodbye to everyone present, and his figure turned into an afterimage, rushing through the hole in the room. He flashed to Zhang Hua's side and gently patted his shoulder, "Brother, thanks. You can go back and rest now."

As he patted Zhang Hua's shoulder, a complete set of healing techniques automatically emerged in Xu Hao's mind. Almost instinctively, a faint Floating Light quietly entered Zhang Hua's body from the Dragon Pattern on Xu Hao's arm, circulating through Zhang Hua's meridians several times.

Although it was only for a split second, Zhang Hua felt his internal injuries were largely healed, and his body filled with a warm strength as if bathed in spring breeze. That force seemed to continuously nourish his wounds.

Zhang Hua looked at Xu Hao with a shocked expression. From what Zhang Hua knew, Xu Hao was merely a son-in-law to the Liu Family. The reason Patriarch Liu respected Xu Hao so much was due to some unspoken aspects of Xu Hao's identity.

But Zhang Hua never expected that a light pat from Xu Hao could heal his injuries?

Zhang Hua quietly stepped back, making space for Xu Hao and Wang Zihao.

Bypassing Zhang Hua, Xu Hao didn't even glance at the grey-robed old man but went straight to Wang Zihao, "Young Master Wang, you're quite arrogant!"

Seeing another fearless man approaching, Wang Zihao frowned, "Damn, what the hell are you? It's none of your damn business if I'm arrogant. I even dare to beat up Liu Lianxiong, do you want to die?"

The grey-robed old man forced Zhang Hua back, pleasing Wang Zihao immensely.

Although Wang Zihao seemed furious, a hint of unprecedented solemnity appeared on the face of the grey-robed old man beside him, softly advising Wang Zihao, "Young master, do not take him lightly. The aura emanating from this young man is very formidable. I may not be his match."

At the old man's words, Wang Zihao was suddenly taken aback, his facial muscles spasming, "Elder Chen, you're not joking, right?"

This Elder Chen, known as Chen Zi'ang, was a renowned master from the provincial city, an almost invincible figure in Tian Tang Province. Chen Zi'ang had agreed to support the Wang Family because he owed them a favor from the past.

Yet, Elder Chen admitted he might not be a match for Xu Hao?

Before Chen Zi'ang could respond to Wang Zihao, Xu Hao had already moved, grabbing a chair nearby. His figure traced an arc through the air, speeding towards Wang Zihao, "Looking for death? Heh, those who want me dead are either already dead or on their way…"

In the blink of an eye, Xu Hao was less than a meter from Wang Zihao.

Wang Zhihao, seeing that Xu Hao was even faster than Zhang Hua, frantically tried to dodge to the side while calling out to Chen Zi'ang, "Elder Chen, quick… stop him!"

Xu Hao and Zhang Hua really were not on the same level!

At this point, there was no need for Wang Zihao's call, as Chen Zi'ang had already begun moving quickly, swinging his powerful fists towards the path Xu Hao was taking, hoping to temporarily intercept him.

Xu Hao snorted coldly, having clearly seen Elder Chen's movements and even predicting his attack path. Thus, as he approached Elder Chen, he easily dodged the attack, and a whip kick fiercely struck Elder Chen in the chest.

Bang!

The Floating Light defense formed around Elder Chen instantly crumbled! Chen Zi'ang felt like he had been struck by a locomotive, his body flying through the air and smashing another hole in the partition wall, violently spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Young master, be careful…" Before Chen Zi'ang could finish shouting, the chair in Xu Hao's hand had already smashed into Wang Zihao's head!

Bang!

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The solid wood chair shattered over Wang Zihao's head, and his body was badly beaten, his clothing soaked with blood, presenting a ghastly sight!

Wang Zihao could distinctly feel several of his bones breaking, screaming in pain, "You bastard, you dare hit me? Do you know who I am? My father is…"

Before Wang Zihao could finish, the remaining half of the wooden stick in Xu Hao's hand struck his face again, "Damn it, are you blind? Didn't I just tell you? I'm your daddy!"

"…" Wang Zihao was speechless, nearly going insane!