"A prince? Is that supposed to be impressive?"
Just as Dai Huabin thought he had the entire situation under control and was about to enjoy the girl's body, a voice rang out that struck him as deeply out of place.
As a Soul Master with the White Tiger Martial Soul, Dai Huabin had exceptionally keen senses: he immediately caught the heavy stench of blood.
He hurriedly rose to look, only to find a bloody hole in the chest of every guard around him. They were all dead!
The face that appeared before him seemed both unfamiliar and familiar.
Dai Huabin did not recognize Huo Yuhao. Back when he had tormented Huo Yun'er and Huo Yuhao, he had never spared a proper look for this younger half brother of his, [Huo Yuhao]. And when Huo Yuhao had competed in Mingdu, he had used the name [Huo Yuhao] and a face altered by a disguise Soul Tool.
"Who are you?" Alarm bells rang in Dai Huabin's mind, and he did not immediately lash out with insults: the instant slaughter of his guards had made him realize that the youth before him was no ordinary person.
"Who am I?" Huo Yuhao laughed. "My dear brother, you really have spent so long up on high that you've forgotten who I am."
"Do you remember the mother and son you bullied in that woodshed outside the White Tiger Duke's Mansion?"
"So it's you, you little bas-" Dai Huabin froze in surprise. Once he recovered, he was about to curse, but Huo Yuhao seized him by the throat.
This time, Huo Yuhao showed his true face: during the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Soul Fighting Tournament in the Sun Moon Empire, he had faced many constraints when it came to killing Dai Huabin. Here, he had