Xuan Hao: I'm the Most Generous Person There Is

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

Suddenly, a set of somewhat hurried footsteps approached.

"Stop!"

With that sharp shout, the tightly packed crowd instantly parted to form a path.

Xuan Hao turned his head and saw a handsome, refined young man striding over in crimson-gold Crown Prince Formal Wear. Beside him stood a middle-aged man in an immaculate white robe, carrying an elegant and scholarly air.

Behind the two of them followed an elderly man, also dressed in white, but his entire being radiated the sharpness of an unsheathed sword.

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

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

At the sight of them, Xue Beng, who had already been scared out of his wits, clung to them as though they were a lifeline. Though he was normally full of wariness and jealousy toward his perfect Crown Prince brother, nothing mattered more than staying alive at this moment.

"Save me! This madman wants to kill me! He wants to rebel!!"

Xue Qinghe looked at the mess before him, his brow faintly furrowing. His gaze swept over the trembling Imperial Guards before finally landing on Xuan Hao, who looked utterly calm and still had his foot on Xue Beng's chest.

Especially when he saw the silver-haired little girl beside him gripping Xuan Hao's wrist in fear, as well as the faint Dragon Might that had yet to fully dissipate from Xuan Hao's body, Xue Qinghe had more or less figured out what had happened.

Xue Beng must have once again been throwing his weight around outside, only to kick an iron plate this time.

"Little brother, please show some mercy."

Xue Qinghe stepped forward and said gently, "I am Xue Qinghe, Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire. Perhaps there has been some misunderstanding here. Why not release him first, and we can talk this over properly?"

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

Two big shots and one hidden boss. He really could not afford to provoke this lineup yet.

"Since Your Highness has spoken, I'll give you that respect."

Xuan Hao withdrew his foot and casually adjusted his collar. The crimson-gold vertical pupils in his eyes instantly faded, returning to those pure, harmless sky-blue eyes.

"However, Your Highness, your younger brother's upbringing really ought to be dealt with properly."

"Bullshit!!"

Xue Beng scrambled over to hide behind Ning Fengzhi, crying miserably. "Sect Master Ning! You have to uphold justice for me! I... I only saw that little sister standing here alone and kindly wanted to take her home, but this kid attacked me the moment he came back! He even crushed the bones in my hand! He injured so many Imperial Guards too! This is contempt for the Imperial Family! This is rebellion!!"

Ning Fengzhi said nothing. He merely gave Xue Beng a faint glance before turning his gaze toward Xuan Hao.

He did not believe a single punctuation mark of Xue Beng's story.

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

Xuan Hao shrugged, wearing an innocent expression. "I went over there to buy tanghulu and told my younger sister to wait here. Then this... prince came over while I was gone, harassed my younger sister, and even tried to get handsy."

"When I came back and stopped him, he told those lackeys of his to beat me up. I couldn't exactly stand there and let them hit me, could I? So I defended myself."

"As for those Imperial Guards..." Xuan Hao pointed at the soldiers still groaning on the ground. "They rushed at me without bothering to distinguish right from wrong and tried to stab me with their spears. I only knocked them away. I didn't go for the kill, so I've already shown the Imperial Family plenty of respect."

"You're lying!" Xue Beng panicked. "I didn't harass her! I really was just being kind..."

"Enough!"

Xue Qinghe cut off Xue Beng's excuses with a low shout. Looking at Xue Beng's twisted wrist, his brow furrowed even deeper.

"Men! Send the Fourth Prince for treatment immediately! If we delay any longer, that hand may truly be crippled!"

"But..." Xue Beng still wanted to say something, but under Xue Qinghe's stern gaze, he could only shut his mouth resentfully and be carried away in disgrace by several Imperial Guards.

Once Xue Beng had been taken away, Xue Qinghe turned back to Xuan Hao and clasped his hands, his face full of apology.

"Little brother, I am deeply sorry. My younger brother is unruly, and he has usually been insufficiently disciplined. Today, he offended your younger sister. On behalf of the Imperial Family, I apologize to you both."

With that, he actually gave a slight bow.

The sight left the surrounding commoners and Imperial Guards dumbfounded.

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

Yet Xue Qinghe understood the situation perfectly well.

Even after learning that Xue Beng was a prince, the other party had still dared to strike so heavily. Moreover, despite his young age, this boy possessed Soul Power fluctuations above level thirty, and that terrifying Dragon Might was something Xue Qinghe had never even heard of.

Not yet ten years old, Soul Power above level thirty, and Dragon Might capable of making Beast Spirits instinctively fear...

And some time ago, the two Titled Douluo, Ju Gui, had suddenly arrived in Heaven Dou City and mobilized every covert agent to search for a child...

The description of that child's characteristics seemed identical to the one before him...

If he was that woman's disciple...

"It's fine. I'm the most generous person there is."

Xuan Hao waved a hand, with no intention of pursuing the matter further. His identity was sensitive now, and it would not do to become too entangled with the Imperial Family, especially Qian Renxue.

"Na'er, let's go."

Xuan Hao took Na'er's hand and turned to leave without the slightest hesitation.

Several Imperial Guards instinctively wanted to stop him. After all, he had beaten a prince in broad daylight. If he were simply allowed to leave, where would the Imperial Family's dignity be?

And if they let the murderer go just like that, they would have a hard time explaining themselves when they returned.

"Stand down!"

Xue Qinghe raised a hand to stop them.

"But, Your Highness..."

"I said, stand down!" Xue Qinghe's voice turned cold. "There is public judgment for right and wrong. Since Xue Beng was at fault first, it is only proper for him to receive some punishment. This matter ends here. Do not pursue it any further."

Xue Qinghe watched Xuan Hao and Na'er depart. Only after the two disappeared around the street corner did he withdraw his gaze.

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

"This child is extraordinary." Ning Fengzhi looked thoughtful. "He is not yet ten, yet his Soul Power has already reached above level thirty. Even the Clear Sky Douluo of old could not compare to such talent."

"Crimson-gold vertical pupils, Dragon Might like a prison..."

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

"And..."

Sword Douluo Chen Xin, who had remained silent all this time, suddenly spoke. His voice was calm, but it carried a trace of gravity.

"If he had intended to kill..."

"Before you arrived, no one here besides that little girl would have been left alive."

Ning Fengzhi and Xue Qinghe were both startled.

Chen Xin looked in the direction where Xuan Hao had vanished. "That sharp presence was absolutely no showy moves. It was the confidence and edge forged through countless victories after being battle-hardened!"

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

Heaven Dou Royal Hotel.

As the Heaven Dou Empire's highest-grade and most luxuriously decorated hotel, it had always served only members of the Imperial Family, nobles, and High-Rank Soul Masters.

In the Spirit Master World, level thirty was a watershed in a Soul Master's cultivation. Those above level thirty were all called High-Rank Soul Masters, and as long as they were willing to swear loyalty to the Imperial Family or the royal families of the subordinate kingdoms, they could immediately obtain noble titles.

This was because once Soul Masters reached level thirty, their strength underwent a major transformation. Beast Spirit Masters in particular could already perform complete Martial Soul Possession. Once such people entered a battlefield, they were like bulldozers against 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 pristine white silk nightgown. Hugging a soft pillow as she sat on the sofa, she rubbed her sleepy eyes.

"What's wrong?" Xuan Hao turned around and walked over to straighten her slightly messy silver hair.

"You don't 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 crouched down and looked into her eyes.

Na'er hesitated, then nodded.

"Don't worry. I'll handle it. Nothing will happen," Xuan Hao said.

"Trust gege, okay?"

"Mm!" Na'er nodded obediently.

"Then get some sleep. Your eyes can barely stay open." Xuan Hao carried Na'er to the bedroom, tucked her beneath the blankets, and watched her fall asleep.

He was waiting.

What had happened on the street today had been an unexpected incident, but it had also worked out in his favor.

With Qian Renxue's suspicious and extremely controlling nature, once she discovered that a youth who was "of unknown identity," "suspected to be the Papal Palace Secret Weapon," and "absurdly gifted" had appeared on her turf, she would never simply sit by.

She would definitely investigate, and might even come into contact with him personally.

This involved a very delicate issue of "nature."

If he took the initiative to visit Qian Renxue at the Crown Prince's Mansion, then in Bibi Dong's eyes, that would be "betrayal," "taking the outsider's side," and "joining forces with that woman to make me angry."

But if Qian Renxue came looking for him herself, then it would be "Force Majeure."

When Bibi Dong held him accountable, he could simply spread his hands and play the victim with an innocent face: "Teacher, there was nothing I could do! I was already hiding in the hotel and refusing to go outside. Who knew Your Highness would be so well-informed and insist on bringing people to block my door? I was forced into it! I even would rather die than surrender!"

After that entire combo, no matter how angry Bibi Dong was, she could only vent her anger on Qian Renxue. As for him, the "victim," at most she would scold him a couple of times.