The guard took the elixir from Qin Hao with both hands, then began to complain to him:
"Brother, since you're so sincere, I'll tell you straight."
"That Qin Buju, he's truly a scumbag. Relying on his adoptive father being our Immortal Court leader, he's always been running wild!"
"Especially lately. Because the leader is in secluded cultivation, he's handed over all Immortal Court matters to Qin Buju to handle."
"Originally, our salary from the Immortal Court was ten immortal stones per month, but this guy has cut it down to eight!"
"That's not all. He led the Immortal Court forces to suppress bandits, but guess what? A righteous bandit-suppression mission, he turned it into a scheme of nurturing bandits for his own gain!"
At this point, the guard let out a helpless sigh:
"When we first joined the Immortal Court, we wanted to contribute to the Three Realms and Nine Heavens. We never expected it would come to this."
"Hmph, brother, I'll tell you frankly—once I finish this month and get my ten immortal stones, I'm quitting immediately!"
After listening to the guard's account, Qin Hao's face turned completely dark.
These corrupt wastrels—with them around, the unity of the Three Realms and Nine Heavens would be completely shattered!
Qin Hao was scowling as he listened to the guard pour out his grievances, when suddenly an unhurried sound of footsteps came from outside the Di'an Gate.
Then came an impatient voice:
"Who’s looking for Steward Qin again? Don’t you know the rules?"
Before the voice faded, a middle-aged man walked out, followed by the guard who had previously gone inside to report.
The guard who had taken Qin Hao’s bribe leaned close and whispered:
"Brother, this man is Qin Buju’s assistant, named Fang Shuo. A complete petty jerk! He has a famous saying: 'No red envelope in hand, say goodbye to your life without command!'"
Fang Shuo looked Qin Hao up and down. When he saw Qin Hao’s face, his eyes glinted with interest.
"Tsk, tsk. What a handsome young man. He’ll certainly be fun to toy with."
Thinking this, Fang Shuo approached Qin Hao and reached out to touch his face.
"Bam!"
Before his hand could make contact, Ah Long kicked out.
The terrifying force sent Fang Shuo’s chest caving inward.
"Pfft!"
Fang Shuo spat out a mouthful of blood, glaring at Ah Long with hatred in his eyes.
"Damn you! Who are you? How dare you attack me? Do you know who’s backing me?"
Ah Long let out a cold snort:
"Hmph, do you know who I am? Who do you think you are, daring to lay a hand on my master?"
Ah Hu said nothing. He slowly walked up to Fang Shuo and, under the horrified gaze of the guards, tore Fang Shuo’s head off with his bare hands.
"Ah Long, why do you talk so much? Dealing with scum like him, this is how it’s done!"
The entire scene fell into dead silence.
It wasn’t because they were shocked that Ah Hu dared to act against the Immortal Court, but because Fang Shuo was, after all, an Immortal.
This big man had killed him so easily. What level of experts were these two?
Ah Hu shook the blood off his hand, stepped over Fang Shuo’s corpse, and roared toward the Immortal Court:
"Qin Buju! Get the hell out here!!!"
Ah Hu’s roar was so powerful it made the entire Immortal Court tremble.
Qin Hao covered his face, feeling mortified inside.
Seriously? Couldn’t this guy have a better name? "Qin Buju"? That’s a disgrace to the Qin family name!
Every man in my Qin family is a top-tier man, damn it!
Before long, a group of people rushed out.
At the head, a fair-skinned man looked down loftily at Qin Hao’s group.
"How dare you! Who are you, to come and cause trouble at the Lingyaotian Immortal Court? Do you know what provoking the Immortal Court means?"
Ah Hu glared at Qin Buju and snorted coldly:
"Get down here, you bastard! Who allowed you to stand up there and speak to us?"
"Boom——!!!"
Two bursts of peak-level Immortal Lord pressure erupted instantly.
They fell like two invisible primordial mountains crashing down.
The air around them immediately turned thick as a swamp.
Qin Buju and the guards behind him were forced to their knees, shattering the floor tiles and oozing blood from the corners of their mouths.
Qin Buju tried to force himself to stand, but he was only at the Immortal realm. How could he resist an Immortal Lord’s pressure?
Within three breaths, he collapsed face-first onto the ground, trembling like a sieve.
"Y-you… who are you? Let's talk this out!"
Qin Hao snorted coldly:
"Now you want to talk things out?"
Qin Buju lifted his head. He noticed that these two Immortal Lord-level powerhouses were standing respectfully behind this young cultivator, like followers.
What kind of person could have two peak-level Immortal Lords as bodyguards?
Qin Buju dared not think further.
Forcing a strained smile, Qin Buju said to Qin Hao:
"May I ask, brother, how has Qin Buju offended you?"
"Forgive my ignorance. I truly cannot recall ever crossing paths with you."
"Would you be willing to settle this peacefully? As the saying goes, it’s better to get rid of an enmity than to keep it alive."
At Qin Buju’s words, Qin Hao sneered. He walked slowly up to Qin Buju and stepped on his head.
"Get rid of an enmity? Hah. You think you’re worthy of being my enemy?"
Qin Hao’s words made Qin Buju’s face flush red.
He clenched his fists, but took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed his surging anger.
"Haha, you're right, brother. If this pleases you, go ahead and humiliate me all you want."
"However, let me give you a word of advice: I’m not a soft persimmon you can crush just like that."
Qin Hao laughed heartily and pressed harder with his foot:
"Oh, really? Then today, I’ll treat you like a soft persimmon. What can you do about it?"
Stepped into the dirt, Qin Buju gritted his teeth and spoke in a quivering voice:
"My father is the leader of the Immortal Court!"
"Do you know where my father comes from? He’s a legitimate member of the Ancient Huang Qin Clan!"
"The Ancient Huang Qin Clan! Since you have Immortal Lord bodyguards, you must know what those four words mean in the Three Realms and Nine Heavens!"
"They are the undisputed dominant power across the Three Realms and Nine Heavens. I advise you to back off now, and I’ll pretend nothing happened."
Qin Hao remained unfazed, but Ah Long and Ah Hu behind him exchanged amused looks.
Really, buddy? You’re trying to one-up our Divine Son by flaunting your lineage?
If you’re so tough, why not try outdoing our master by boasting about your wife?
Qin Hao, now even more enraged that this Qin Buju dared to name-drop the Qin clan to intimidate others, coldly ordered:
"Ah Long, Ah Hu. Cripple him."
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