Tormenting Xue Beng, Finding Chu Ling

"Qinghe, your brother, he..."

When Xue Ye saw Qian Renxue, the panic in his eyes settled a little.

It was clear just how much Xue Ye trusted Xue Qinghe, whom Qian Renxue was pretending to be.

She was practically a pill to steady his heart.

"Father, your child understands. Please rest easy. Leave the rest to me."

Qian Renxue walked up to Xue Ye, supported him, and comforted him in a gentle voice.

"Mm, good!"

Xue Ye nodded, somewhat relieved.

He still very much acknowledged Qian Renxue's abilities.

Prince Xue Xing looked at the deeply trusted Qian Renxue, and inwardly he felt somewhat displeased—even a little worried.

He was afraid Qian Renxue would borrow Chu Hao's hand to persecute Xue Beng.

If that happened, wouldn't all the planning he and Xue Beng had done over the years go up in smoke?

No. He could not let him succeed.

"Your Majesty, Qinghe is still young and lacks experience. Why not let me handle the negotiations instead?"

For Xue Beng's sake, Prince Xue Xing could only thicken his skin and speak up, trying to snatch the task of negotiation over.

"Mm..."

Xue Ye glanced at Qian Renxue and Prince Xue Xing, somewhat unsure how to respond.

Both of them were the people he trusted most. Now that he had handed the negotiations to Xue Qinghe, if he then transferred them to Prince Xue Xing, it would probably cause a misunderstanding.

For a moment, he did not know what choice to make.

But just then, Qian Renxue's words dispelled that concern.

"Father, when it comes to negotiating, your child truly does lack experience. Then I'll have to trouble Imperial Uncle to handle it."

Qian Renxue took the initiative to give up this chance to perform.

When Prince Xue Xing heard that, he froze a little, his eyes filled with doubt.

Logically speaking, that should not have happened.

Why had he given up this opportunity so easily?

Could there be some conspiracy in this?

It was truly suspicious.

"Good."

"Xue Xing, I'll trouble you with what comes next."

Xue Ye nodded and agreed readily, even glancing at Qian Renxue along the way, his eyes full of gratification.

It seemed this eldest son of his still had some sense, knowing to take a step back and not make things difficult for him.

"Imperial Uncle, I'll trouble you."

Supporting Xue Ye, Qian Renxue made an inviting gesture to Prince Xue Xing, then looked toward Chu Hao.

When she saw the purple soul ring flickering again and again, as well as his cold eyes, she was still somewhat surprised.

Though she had been mentally prepared, seeing it with her own eyes felt a little different after all.

At such a young age, he already possessed that kind of mentality and talent. It was truly rare, and worth recruiting.

"This young brother, why don't you let my nephew go first and let us treat his injuries?"

"We will send people to search for your sister right away. Don't worry. Our Heaven Dou Imperial Family has always kept its word. What we promised you will definitely be fulfilled."

Although Prince Xue Xing was very doubtful about Qian Renxue's decision, he could only set it aside for the moment, rescue Xue Beng first, and then consider his intentions.

"Heh heh..."

When Chu Hao heard this, he laughed coldly.

He was not an idiot.

If he released Xue Beng, then he would be walking straight to his death.

Since you all have so much nonsense to say, then I'll help you remember this.

The Hades Sword in Chu Hao's hand swung lightly. A cold gleam flashed, and Xue Beng's right ear was sliced off.

Bright red blood flowed down along Xue Beng's face, soaking his robe.

"Ah..."

Having lost his right ear, Xue Beng cried out in pain once again.

Only at this moment did he realize just how ruthless Chu Hao was. Chu Hao did not see him as human at all; the moment he said he would act, he acted, without the slightest hesitation.

It was as if he were buying pork—cutting wherever he wanted, giving him no room to choose at all.

Xue Ye, Prince Xue Xing, and everyone present were startled when they saw what Chu Hao did.

Xue Ye and Prince Xue Xing in particular were scared witless, their hearts practically bleeding.

As for Qian Renxue, a glimmer of appreciation flashed in her eyes.

What ruthless methods.

Without saying a word, he had cut off Xue Beng's ear.

How cruel a heart, how deep a grudge, did it take to go this far?

Their Spirit Hall needed ruthless talent like this.

"Little brother, don't get worked up. Let's talk this over."

Afraid that Chu Hao might do something even more outrageous to Xue Beng, Prince Xue Xing hurriedly spoke up to soothe him.

He simply could not understand.

Why had Xue Beng provoked such a vicious person?

Wasn't this just asking for trouble?

Now look—his ear was gone.

If Prince Xue Xing knew Xue Beng had already been castrated, who knew what expression he would have?

He would probably cough blood on the spot.

"I'll give you three minutes. If you still haven't handed over my sister by then, hehe..."

Seeing that Xue Ye and Prince Xue Xing had grown anxious, Chu Hao spoke with cold mercilessness.

This was exactly the situation he wanted.

Only by making them nervous would they focus on finding his sister.

"Fine, we'll go look right now."

"But little brother, at the very least, you have to tell us your sister's name and what she looks like."

"Otherwise, how are we supposed to find her?"

Prince Xue Xing quickly replied, making his attitude clear.

But right now, he had no information at all. Where was he supposed to look?

They couldn't possibly search all of Heaven Dou City.

If that really happened, forget three minutes—even three days might not be enough to find her.

"Imperial Uncle, Chu Ling is locked in the underground prison of Blossom-Filled Tower. The vase on the first floor is the switch."

Xue Beng was also afraid this madman Chu Hao would do something else to his body, so he endured the pain and hurriedly confessed.

Now, he was truly afraid.

If the heavens gave him another chance, he absolutely would not provoke this cold-blooded demon.

"What are you still standing here for? Hurry up and look!"

Prince Xue Xing glanced at the small pavilion not far away and hurriedly ordered the personal guards beside him to search, his tone so urgent that he was just short of kicking them.

"Yes!"

How would the personal guards dare delay? After answering, they hurriedly ran off to find her.

"One minute left."

Not long after the personal guards left, Chu Hao reminded them coldly.

When Prince Xue Xing heard this, he hurriedly placated him. "Little brother, please don't be anxious. You saw it too—we're doing our best to look. Give us a little more time, all right?"

When Chu Hao heard him, he ignored him completely and continued waiting with a cold face.

The moment three minutes were up, the Hades Sword in Chu Hao's hand gave a slight tremble, and Xue Beng's right pinky finger was sliced off.

As the saying went, all ten fingers were linked to the heart.

The instant Xue Beng's pinky was cut off, the pain made him let out a heart-rending, lung-tearing scream.

Everyone present shuddered all over at the sound.

Heavens!

Too ruthless.

Xue Beng was far too miserable.

If such torment fell on anyone, they probably wouldn't be able to endure it.

"Damn it!"

Xue Ye and Prince Xue Xing looked at Xue Beng, who was in unbearable agony, their hearts bleeding, their eyes filled with endless hatred.

If Chu Hao fell into their hands, they would make him pay back a hundredfold.

Unforgivable.

"You've got three minutes left."

Chu Hao met the fierce glares Xue Ye and Prince Xue Xing shot at him and smiled disdainfully.

He was not afraid.

Now that things had already developed to this point, what was there left to fear?

The ones who should be afraid were them.

"Ah..."

"Father, Imperial Uncle, hurry up and find her!"

The moment Xue Beng heard there were still "three minutes," he panicked.

If they still could not bring the person here in three minutes, wouldn't he have to suffer again?

He did not want to endure that kind of torment again.

Xue Ye and Prince Xue Xing grew anxious as they listened to his shouting too.

But being anxious was useless. All they could do was send more people out to search.

Just as the next three minutes were up, Prince Xue Xing's personal guards finally brought Chu Ling over.

"Brother..."

Chu Ling was escorted over. Seeing Chu Hao holding Xue Beng hostage, she cried out with tears streaming down her face.