Righteous and Evil

As Huo Yuhao prepared to leave, Xu Feiyan, now like a lump of mud and drooling nonstop, had become a true cripple.

Her Soul Sage-level cultivation had vanished completely, her meridians shattered. Even the brain that had once been so cunning and calculating had been utterly destroyed by Huo Yuhao's incomparably violent mental strike before he left, reduced to a pile of pig slop.

She could not have been any more ruined!

At daybreak, two messy "ornaments" had appeared on the flagpole that symbolized the authority of White Tiger Duke Mansion.

Dai Huabin, all four limbs crippled, and the idiotic Xu Feiyan, whose tendons and bones had been broken and who could only giggle foolishly and drool, were hung side by side at its highest point. When the morning wind blew, they swayed like two scraps of rag.

Huo Yuhao had changed into an opulent black-and-gold robe, ceremonial attire found in the Duke Mansion's treasury. Standing atop the martial training ground's raised platform, he looked down at the dense mass of kneeling servants, retainers, and serfs below.

These people had once been the lowliest dust in the mansion. Now, beneath Huo Yuhao's Title Douluo pressure, they were still trembling in fear.

"Stand up. No kneeling."

Huo Yuhao's voice, amplified by Soul Power, spread through every corner of the Duke Mansion.

"From this day onward, White Tiger Duke Mansion no longer exists. The Dai family—what the empire owes you, I will make them repay slowly. What you owe the Dai family, consider it all written off!"

With a sweep of his hand, countless money bags glinting with golden light rained down from the air. They contained the wealth the Duke Mansion had amassed over ten thousand years. "Take this money. Take those refined-steel spears and Soul Tools! From today on,