"Yes!" With a proud expression, Xinmu hugged his shoulders and said, "Do you realize my background now? Scared, aren’t you!"
Qin Hao had a sowhat absurd smile on his face.
Xinmu glared, "What are you looking at? Not confessing yet? Be careful, if I tell the master, you’ll be in big trouble!"
Qin Hao thought there was no point in saying more, so he reached into his pocket and pulled out an ancient coin.
The ancient coin looked ordinary, except for a "Feng" character engraved in the center.
"What the hell is this thing!"
Xinmu mumbled instinctively, but after seeing the appearance of the ancient coin clearly, his mouth dropped open in astonishnt, "This is the master’s inheritance token! How is this possible!"
Instinctively, he also pulled out a coin from his pocket.
It was also engraved with the "Feng" character, but his coin was a bit shiny—clearly a modern piece.
"Master’s tokens are distinguished by age. The older the coin, the higher the status. Your coin seems entirely ancient; I recall only the master has one of this level..."
Xinmu muttered to himself, then with a fierce expression on his face, said, "This couldn’t possibly be a fake! Did you snatch it from the master! Speak! What did you do to the master!"
Qin Hao couldn’t help but roll his eyes, "I’ve seen fools, but none as foolish as you!"
"Who are you calling a fool!" Xinmu shouted sternly, and as soon as he was about to speak, Qin Hao laughed, "Do you think anyone can snatch the token from your master?"
"No one!" Xinmu affird confidently.
He believed in the master’s strength.
After all, the master could rival anyone in the world, even overpowering Grandmasters effortlessly.
With such god-like strength, who could take his belongings?
"And you still say I could snatch this thing? So, who’s the fool?" Qin Hao laughed briskly.
Xinmu’s face turned pale, and he grunted, "Enough nonsense! Quickly tell how you obtained the master’s token!"
Qin Hao waved his hand and calmly said, "Your master gave it to ."
"Master gave it to you... How is that possible!" Xinmu’s eyes lit up, "Master wrote to saying, after battling with an enemy, he had a breakthrough and is in seclusion, not appearing in the world. How did you get..."
Upon hearing this, Qin Hao understood.
Turns out, Huang Bufeng’s injury wasn’t publicly known.
He reassured his disciple, while suffering in the Huang Family.
Given this, there was no need to expose him.
Qin Hao earnestly said, "Your master has erged from seclusion. A few days ago, we shared a drink, and amidst the conversation, he gave this token as a spontaneous gesture."
Xinmu might be a bit dense, but his eyes were sharp.
He sensed that Qin Hao wasn’t lying and nodded, "That’s sothing the master could do. But why would he form a brotherhood with soone like you?"
The implication being you don’t seem worthy.
Qin Hao smiled faintly, slowly raising one hand.
Xinmu watched the gesture with curiosity.
Suddenly, Qin Hao’s hand ca down sharply.
Slap!
Xinmu’s head was struck hard.
He held his head, his face fierce with anger, "What are you doing!"
Qin Hao chuckled, "You insolent disciple, kneel before your uncle! Or else, I’ll hit you again!"
"Uncle?" Xinmu was a bit stunned, then imdiately his face turned ashen, "Oh no! He’s now the master’s brother, doesn’t that make him my uncle? What... what’s going on?"
Slap!
Qin Hao casually slapped Xinmu’s forehead again, "Insolent disciple, kneel and greet !"
Xinmu’s forehead hurt, he grimaced, wanting to act out, but dared not.
He always strictly adhered to the master’s rules, earning Huang Bufeng’s favor.
But to kneel before Qin Hao, he felt extrely embarrassed.
"Not kneeling?" Qin Hao saw this scene and laughed, "Then it’s fine, I’ll just tell your master about today next ti..."
Before he finished speaking, the sound of a plop echoed.
Xinmu knelt on the wooden floor, his forehead bumping hard.
Thud!
"Uncle... please forgive... my offense..."
"Great. Teachability shines, now stand up." Qin Hao said with a smile.
"Thank you, uncle!"
Xinmu quickly got up, his chest heaving.
Clearly, kneeling before Qin Hao was too challenging for his will.
"You punk! Listen to your uncle’s advice. When roaming the Jianghu, keep calm, avoid being impetuous, understand?" Qin Hao patted Xinmu’s shoulder like an elder.
Xinmu, significantly taller than Qin Hao, could only obediently lower his head, listening patiently.
Once Qin Hao finished, he humbly nodded, "I understand, uncle."
Witnessing this scene, Vini Jones couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
Xinmu’s cheeks felt like they were on fire, he angrily exclaid, "What’s so funny!"
"I laugh at how silly you are now!" Vini Jones said with a face full of mirth.
Xinmu’s face turned mottled with anger, "I’m talking with my uncle; it’s none of your business! If you’re not satisfied, watch out!"
Saying this, he raised his hand and took a step forward.
Rustling sounds!
The ship suddenly swayed, and waves surged from all directions. The seawater stung his face.
Xinmu and Vini Jones were both startled, "What’s going on!"
Qin Hao’s body swayed slightly, he shouted, "Didn’t control the Inner Strength well, the waves are smaller now!"
"Then keep going!"
Vini Jones was very scared.
"Uncle, save !" Xinmu pushed Vini Jones aside, directly clung to Qin Hao’s waist, trembling, "I’m not good in water! If this ship breaks, I’ll surely die!"
"Alright!" Qin Hao helplessly shook his head, lowered both hands to continue controlling the waves.
...
Thirty miles away from Yellow Sand Island.
There’s a small island shrouded in mist here.
The island is neither big nor small. To the naked eye, it looks around 8,000 square kiloters.
Around the island are nurous reefs, though not large, many ships are docked nearby.
On the nearest reef, many people stood.
Currently, everyone quietly stood where they were, their eyes fixed intently on the distant island.
Among all the reefs, a vast empty space stood out noticeably.
More accurately, it’s a miniature island, possibly only several hundred square ters, with flowers, wild grass, and coconut trees growing on it.
Such a big island should be enough to hold quite a few people.
But right now, not many people are on the island.
Only about thirty or so.
These thirty individuals are prominent experts who ca upon hearing the news. They are the most powerful participants in the Celestial Dragon Island operation.
As the military representative, Hong Zhongkai stood at the center of adoration, looking like a protagonist.
He looked coldly at the distance, and said in a cold voice, "Ti is almost up; why hasn’t that little brat arrived?"
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