Xuan Hao: I'm the most magnanimous person

Xuan Hao was hesitating whether to cripple the prince's other hand, or simply beat him half to death to teach him a lesson.

Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps approached.

"Stop!"

With a loud shout, the crowd that had been packed tightly together instantly parted, creating a path.

Xuan Hao turned his head and saw a handsome, refined, and gentle young man in crimson gold Crown Prince Formal Wear striding forward. Beside him walked a middle-aged man in a spotless white robe, exuding a scholarly aura.

And behind the two followed an elder, also in white robes, but who radiated a sharp edge like a drawn sharp sword.

Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, Sect Master Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and Sword Douluo Chen Xin.

"Elder Brother! Sect Master Ning! Save me!!"

Seeing these people, Xue Beng, who had already been terrified and lost, felt as if he had seen a lifeline. Although he was usually wary and jealous of this perfect Crown Prince Elder Brother, at this moment, nothing was more important than saving his life.

"Save me quickly! This madman wants to kill me! He's rebelling!!"

Xue Qinghe looked at the mess on the ground, his brow furrowed slightly. His gaze swept over the trembling Imperial Guards, finally landing on Xuan Hao, who stood calmly, even with his foot on Xue Beng's chest.

Especially seeing the little silver-haired girl beside him fearfully grabbing Xuan Hao's wrist, and the faint Dragon Might that had not yet completely dissipated from Xuan Hao's body, Xue Qinghe had already guessed about seventy to eighty percent.

It must have been that scoundrel Xue Beng bullying others with his status outside, and ended up kicking a steel plate.

"Little brother, please show some mercy."

Xue Qinghe stepped forward and said gently, "I am Xue Qinghe, the Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire. I believe there might be some misunderstanding. Why don't you let him go first, and we can talk properly?"

Xuan Hao glanced at Xue Qinghe, then at Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin behind him.

Two big shots, one hidden BOSS. With this lineup, he really couldn't afford to offend them right now.

"Since Your Highness has spoken, I will give you this face."

Xuan Hao retracted his foot, tidied his collar as he did so, and the crimson gold vertical pupils in his eyes instantly faded, returning to his pure and harmless sky-blue eyes.

"However, Your Highness, your brother's upbringing truly needs to be managed."

"You're talking nonsense!!"

Xue Beng scrambled to Ning Fengzhi's back, crying miserably, "Sect Master Ning! You must uphold justice for me! I... I just saw the little sister alone here and kindly wanted to send her home, but this kid attacked me as soon as I approached! He even broke my hand bones! And injured so many Imperial Guards! This is disrespecting the royal family! This is rebellion!!"

Ning Fengzhi did not speak, merely glanced at Xue Beng lightly, then turned his gaze to Xuan Hao.

He didn't believe a single word Xue Beng said.

"Little brother, what exactly happened here?" Ning Fengzhi asked gently.

Xuan Hao shrugged, looking innocent. "I just went over there to buy tanghulu and asked my sister to wait for me here. Then this... Your Highness, took advantage of my absence to come over and tease my sister, even trying to get handsy."

"When I came back to stop him, he had his lackeys attack me. I couldn't just stand there and take a beating, could I? So I defended myself."

"As for those Imperial Guards..." Xuan Hao pointed at the groaning soldiers on the ground. "They didn't bother to distinguish right from wrong and came at me with their spears. I just pushed them away; I didn't kill them, which is already giving the royal family a lot of face."

"You're spouting nonsense!" Xue Beng said anxiously. "I didn't tease her! I was genuinely trying to be kind..."

"Enough!"

Xue Qinghe let out a low shout, interrupting Xue Beng's sophistry. He looked at Xue Beng's twisted wrist, his brow furrowing even tighter.

"Someone! Take the Fourth Prince to get treatment first! If we delay any longer, his hand might be crippled!"

"But..." Xue Beng wanted to say more, but under Xue Qinghe's stern gaze, he could only resentfully shut his mouth. He was carried away ignominiously by several Imperial Guards.

After seeing Xue Beng off, Xue Qinghe turned around and cupped his hands towards Xuan Hao, his face full of apology.

"Little brother, I am truly sorry. My younger brother is unruly and I have neglected his upbringing. He has offended your sister today, and I apologize on behalf of the royal family to both of you."

With that, he actually bowed slightly.

This scene stunned the surrounding citizens and the few Imperial Guards.

The dignified Crown Prince was actually apologizing to a young man who had injured a prince?

But Xue Qinghe's heart was as clear as a mirror.

The other party dared to strike heavily even after knowing Xue Beng was a prince. And this young man, despite his young age, possessed a soul power fluctuation above level thirty, and that terrifying Dragon Might was something he had never heard of before.

Less than ten years old, a soul power fluctuation above level thirty, and Dragon Might that could make Beast Spirits instinctively fearful...

Coupled with the fact that a few days ago, the Titled Douluo Ju and Gui suddenly descended upon Heaven Dou City, mobilizing all their spies to search for a child...

The description of that child seemed to match the one before him... exactly.

If he were that woman's disciple...

"It's fine, I'm a very magnanimous person."

Xuan Hao waved his hand, not intending to pursue the matter. His current identity was sensitive, and it was not advisable to get too deeply involved with the royal family, especially Qian Renxue.

"Na'er, let's go."

Xuan Hao pulled Na'er and turned to leave without any hesitation.

Several Imperial Guards subconsciously wanted to stop them. After all, they had beaten up a prince in the street, and if they just left like this, what would happen to the royal family's reputation?

Moreover, if they let the murderer go just like that, it would be difficult to explain themselves when they returned.

"Withdraw!"

Xue Qinghe raised his hand to stop them.

"But Your Highness..."

"I said withdraw!" Xue Qinghe's voice turned cold, "Right and wrong will be judged by public opinion. Since Xue Beng was in the wrong first, it's only right that he learned a lesson. This matter ends here, there's no need to pursue it further."

Watching the receding backs of Xuan Hao and Na'er, Xue Qinghe only retracted his gaze after they disappeared around the street corner.

"Teacher, what do you think?" Xue Qinghe turned to look at Ning Fengzhi.

"This child is extraordinary." Ning Fengzhi mused, "Not yet ten years old, yet his spirit power has already reached level thirty or above. Such talent, even the Clear Sky Douluo back then couldn't compare."

"Crimson gold vertical pupils, dragon might like a prison..."

Ning Fengzhi pondered for a moment, "It should be some kind of extremely powerful True Dragon Spirit. But what exactly it is, even I have never seen before. Perhaps it's an Inherited Mutant Spirit from some Hidden Family."

"And..."

Sword Douluo Chen Xin, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke, his voice calm but with a hint of solemnity:

"If he had murderous intent..."

"Before you all arrived, besides that little girl, not a single person here would have survived."

Ning Fengzhi and Xue Qinghe were both startled.

Chen Xin looked in the direction Xuan Hao had disappeared, "That sharp aura, it's definitely not just Showy Moves, it's Battle-Hardened confidence and sharpness cultivated through countless victories!"

"This child's background is definitely not simple."

Heaven Dou Royal Hotel.

As the Heaven Dou Empire's hotel with the highest specifications and most luxurious decoration, it had always only received royal family members, nobles, and high-level Spirit Masters.

In the Spirit Master world, level thirty is a watershed for Spirit Master cultivation. Those above level thirty are called high-level Spirit Masters. And as long as they are willing to swear allegiance to the royal family, or the royal families of the kingdoms below, they can immediately obtain noble titles.

Because after reaching level thirty, the strength of Spirit Masters undergoes a significant change, especially for Beast Spirit Masters. They can already perform a complete Martial Soul Avatar. Once such individuals are deployed on the battlefield, they are like Bulldozers to ordinary armies.

"Gege, are we going to stay here for a long time?"

Na'er had washed away the dust of the day and changed into a pure white silk Nightgown. She was sitting on the sofa hugging a soft Cushion, rubbing her eyes sleepily.

"What's wrong?" Xuan Hao turned his head, walked over, and helped her tidy her slightly messy silver hair.

"Don't you like it here?"

Na'er lowered her head. "It's not that I don't like it, it's just..."

"Are you still thinking about what happened today?" Xuan Hao squatted down, looking into her eyes.

Na'er hesitated, then nodded.

"Don't worry, I'll handle it. Everything will be fine," Xuan Hao said.

"Trust Gege, okay?"

"Mm!" Na'er nodded obediently.

"Then get some sleep. You look like you can barely keep your eyes open." Xuan Hao carried Na'er to the bedroom, tucked her in, and watched until she fell asleep.

He was waiting.

What happened on the street today, though an unexpected situation, was also an unintentional success.

Given Qian Renxue's suspicious and extremely controlling nature, upon discovering a youth of "unknown identity," "suspected Papal Palace Secret Weapon," and "monstrous talent" appearing on her territory, she absolutely wouldn't stand by and do nothing.

She would definitely investigate, perhaps even approach him personally.

This involved a very delicate matter of "nature."

If he were to actively go to the Crown Prince's mansion to find Qian Renxue, in Bibi Dong's eyes, it would be "betrayal," "turning elbow outward," and "conspiring with that woman to anger me."

But if Qian Renxue came to him, it would be "force majeure."

If Bibi Dong were to hold him accountable then, he could simply shrug his shoulders, feign innocence, and play the victim: 'Teacher, I couldn't help it! I was hiding in the hotel and didn't go out. Who knew the Crown Prince was so well-informed and insisted on cornering me at my door? I was forced! I even tried to would rather die than surrender!'

With this string of moves, even if Bibi Dong were furious, she could only direct her anger at Qian Renxue. As for him, the "victim," at most she would just scold him a couple of times.