Huo Yuhao looked at him, and a kindly smile immediately appeared on his face. "Don't be nervous. I mean you no harm. I'm only here to tell you a story."
After saying this with a smile, Huo Yuhao quietly watched Dai Huabin. But Dai Huabin was deeply irritable right now. His Kunkun had been severed, his body had yet to recover, and his heart was filled with twisted rage. How could he have time to listen to a piece of trash like Huo Yuhao tell a story?
"Get the hell out of here! This is the imperial palace, not somewhere a lowlife like you can enter. What bullshit story? Do you believe I'll have my uncle exterminate your entire clan, down to the ninth degree of kinship?"
Huo Yuhao was delighted to hear that. Fine, fine, fine. A nine-clan elimination game, huh? What a lovely gift package. I'm an orphan anyway, so the only relatives left within those nine degrees are Dai Huabin and his lot. Having them all exterminated wouldn't be bad at all.
"That's a good idea. We'll see when the time comes."
Huo Yuhao still wore a smile. After all, he ought to show a dead man one final shred of kindness and let him leave this world with some dignity.
Hearing Huo Yuhao's words, Dai Huabin's displeasure grew even stronger. "How can a lunatic like you even exist? Get the hell out! This young master is in a very bad mood right now."
Dai Huabin was lying in bed. All he could do to rise was lift his head slightly, so he could only see Huo Yuhao's figure. Everyone else who had been subdued lay on the floor like dead dogs.
That was why Dai Huabin could remain so ignorant and arrogant.
All he knew was