Huo Yun'er's Tombstone, Huo Yuhao: Mom...

Dai Hao endured the searing pain and asked, "Child, what is your name?"

Bang!

Huo Yuhao kicked Dai Hao away, stepped forward, planted his foot on Dai Hao's neck, bent down, lowered his head, and said word by word, "Remember this well. My surname is Huo, and my name is Yuhao!"

"Yuhao, I don't know why you..."

Squelch!

Huo Yuhao directly plunged the White Tiger Dagger into the wound on Dai Hao's right arm.

"Ah!"

A piercing pain shot through him. No matter how much Dai Hao could endure, this blow still made him cry out in agony.

And it was not over yet.

"Squelch..." Huo Yuhao drove the White Tiger Dagger along Dai Hao's wound, forcibly wedging it deep into his flesh.

"Ah!!!"

"Your thing. I'm giving it back to you." Huo Yuhao sneered coldly.

Then, he took out a long saber, walked over to Dai Yueheng's corpse, and dragged it before the Duchess.

Squelch...

"!!!"

Before the Duchess's agonized gaze, Dai Yueheng's head was...

"Mmph! Mmph!" The Duchess struggled violently, tears of blood streaming from her eyes, yet she could only watch helplessly.

She regretted it!

She regretted not wiping them out from the start. She regretted being so calculating. She regretted allowing the servants to bully that mother and son.

Her younger son was dead, and now her elder son was dead too, having met a miserable end.

Under the dual torment of body and mind, the Duchess fainted outright.

However, Huo Yuhao had no intention of allowing the Duchess to pass out.

Mental Impact!

Huo Yuhao used his spiritual power to forcibly stimulate the Duchess's soul, carefully controlling the strength to keep her from becoming an idiot.

He wanted to torment the Duchess—torment her viciously, without showing the slightest mercy.

Here, there were only his enemies.