Zhao Pojun heard those words and nearly toppled headfirst under the stone table.
He scrambled to steady himself, rushed over to Qin Hao in two strides, and lowered his voice, frantic as if about to jump out of his skin:
“Have you lost your mind?! That’s my father! The emperor of the Great Zhao Immortal Dynasty! A mighty cultivator at the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm!”
“What do you mean by saying it’s his honor to see you? You—!”
Before he could finish, Zhao Jinglan reached out and pulled him back:
“Pojun, where did you dig up this insufferably arrogant fool?”
She then gave Qin Hao a once-over.
His face was indeed the most handsome she had ever seen.
But this fellow, in front of her own father, had claimed that her father considering himself lucky to lay eyes on his face was an honor.
That... that was just too narcissistic for words.
Zhao Jinglan’s eyes narrowed. In a low voice, she said to Qin Hao:
“Do you know that the last person who disrespected my father is now buried under three feet of weeds?”
Qin Hao set down his teacup, turned his head, and flashed her a grin:
“What a coincidence. I’m stubborn in life—weeds can’t grow on my grave.”
“You— impossible to reason with!” Zhao Jinglan shook her head in exasperation, muttering to herself: “Good advice is wasted on a fool doomed to die.”
Zhao Pojun wanted to say more, but at the courtyard gate, a figure in imperial bright yellow had already strode in.
Seeing this, Zhao Pojun had to swallow his words and promptly knelt in respectful greeting.
The Great Zhao Emperor stepped into the courtyard, his gaze first landing on Zhao Jinglan and Zhao Pojun.
Then he noticed Qin Hao.
This unfamiliar face, never seen before, was holding a cup of tea, relaxed and at ease.
When he saw the emperor approach, he neither rose nor bowed—only gave a slight nod in greeting!
The Great Zhao Emperor halted.
In that moment, the air in the whole courtyard seemed to freeze.
Zhao Pojun held his breath, frantically sending Qin Hao mental messages, begging him to pay his respects to the emperor before things went too far.
But Qin Hao didn’t even stir.
The Great Zhao Emperor stared at Qin Hao for a long silence. Then he looked at Zhao Jinglan and asked:
“Is this one a friend of yours?”
Zhao Jinglan replied truthfully:
“He’s Pojun’s friend.”
At this, Zhao Pojun frantically waved his hands:
“Father, I swear, I only met him today—would you believe that?”
Hearing this, Qin Hao laughed and patted Zhao Pojun on the shoulder:
“What? Is it shameful to call me your friend?”
Zhao Pojun kept his head down and said nothing.
Brother, don’t you know what you’ve done yourself?
That’s my father—the master of the Great Zhao Immortal Dynasty. You want to die, but I don’t.
Just then, Qin Hao tossed a token toward the Great Zhao Emperor.
The token sailed through the air in an arc, and the emperor caught it on instinct.
He looked down—and froze in his tracks.
It was a purple-gold token, warm and smooth as jade, its surface carved with intricate archaic patterns.
In the center, a perfectly upright character “Qin” was engraved in bold, vigorous strokes, exuding an overwhelming presence.
“Gulp!”
The emperor involuntarily swallowed.
He lifted his head sharply, staring at Qin Hao with eyes full of shock.
No mistake—this token was unquestionably the identity token of the Primordial Wilds Ancient Qin Clan.
The Ancient Qin Clan—the strongest force across the Three Realms and Nine Heavens, with no equal—and no one dared forge their tokens.
The young man before him was from the Ancient Qin Clan.
Qin Hao smiled slightly and asked:
“Now, do you still think I owe you a bow?”
At these words, Zhao Qinghe’s throat bobbed.
He returned the token with both hands, his demeanor now much more respectful:
“This emperor was blind. I humbly beg your forgiveness for any earlier offense.”
Zhao Qinghe dared not act recklessly.
The man before him was a member of the Qin Clan.
The Primordial Wilds Ancient Qin Clan—even just an ordinary clansman was not someone a middle-third-heaven immortal dynasty emperor could afford to provoke.
Fortunately, Zhao Qinghe had only seen one side of the token. If he had turned it over and seen the words “Imperial Son” engraved on the back,
he would have knelt to return it to Qin Hao.
Zhao Pojun and Zhao Jinglan watched the scene, utterly stunned.
They were both dying of curiosity—what had their father seen?
Why had their emperor father, that man whose authority was as solid as a mountain,
after glimpsing the token Qin Hao handed over, returned it with both hands, bent in respect?
Qin Hao calmly took the token back.
“No need for formalities. I’m a friend of your son and daughter. Whatever business you have with them, just say it—don’t mind me.”
Hearing this, Zhao Qinghe nodded and then turned to Zhao Jinglan:
“Jinglan, the Holy Son of the Bloodfiend Holy Land has arrived. Come with me to meet him.”
Zhao Jinglan’s eyes dimmed at these words. After a moment of silence, she nodded:
“As you wish, Father.”
Just then, Qin Hao stood up:
“I’ll go meet him too. It’s been a while since I last saw the Holy Son of the Bloodfiend Holy Land. I wonder if he still remembers me.”
“Probably hasn’t forgotten.”
Upon hearing this, Zhao Qinghe, Zhao Pojun, and Zhao Jinglan all turned to stare at Qin Hao.
Zhao Pojun couldn’t hide his delight. His big brother here even knew the Holy Son of the Bloodfiend Holy Land?
That was great! Maybe his brother could persuade the Holy Son to withdraw his proposal and stop pestering his sister.
Zhao Jinglan, on the other hand, was full of curiosity. Just what was the background of this man her brother had brought?
Why had her father, after seeing his token, become so deferential?
And how did he also know the Holy Son of the Bloodfiend Holy Land?
Seeing the three of them standing frozen, Qin Hao couldn’t help but laugh:
“Why are you all staring at me?”
“Aren’t we going to meet that Holy Son of the Bloodfiend Holy Land? Let’s go—don’t keep him waiting too long.”
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