Chapter 57: Chapter 57: It’s Not You!
As he contemplated, Shi Hao made his way back.
However, that mysterious woman had deliberately led him in circles around the city, causing Shi Hao to deviate completely from his original route, so he simply went straight back to his residence.
The chubby one was not stupid and had returned first, already playing games with Bai Hua, carefree and lighthearted.
“Daddy!” Upon seeing Shi Hao return, the little girl immediately approached him, her worried expression finally faded away, revealing a look of relief.
Even though the chubby one had told her that Shi Hao was just out on an errand and would be back later, the little girl was always anxious without seeing him, afraid that the chubby one was deceiving her.
Shi Hao smiled warmly, but then he thought, perhaps the little girl was worried about having to “sell herself to bury her father” again?
With that thought, he felt troubled.
“Alright, let’s eat.” Shi Hao patted his stomach; after fighting for half the day, he was hungry.
“Eat! Eat!” Both the chubby one and Bai Hua smiled broadly, overjoyed.
Two gluttons, indeed!
They set out, deciding to go to Fuhua Restaurant.
Not for any particular reason, except that the food there was delicious, and as for money… they really were not short of it now.
Upon arriving at Fuhua Restaurant, the attendant’s face changed dramatically the moment he saw Shi Hao and quickly went in to report.
Shortly after, Chang Xun came out to meet them.
“Young Master Shi,” Chang Xun respectfully greeted, but with an uneasy expression on his face.
Damn, this harbinger of disaster is here again. Look, the room upstairs you trashed hasn’t even been repaired yet. You’re not here to do it again, are you?
However, he wouldn’t dare to drive Shi Hao away.
Because the news of the Murong Family being flattened by Shi Hao had already spread, all the prominent families within the city were alerted, knowing that this youth was a reputable Martial Sect.
A Martial Sect, oh, highly esteemed, akin to a divine being.
How could Chang Xun dare to show even the slightest disrespect?
He thought again, by now all the major families must be aware of Shi Hao’s identity, and it was highly unlikely they would start any conflict with this master, while the average Martial Artists who didn’t know any better… no problem, with his presence, he was confident to suppress any issues.
Shi Hao and his two companions went upstairs, ordered dishes, and ate without causing any disturbance.
In fact, Shi Hao was indeed a very easy person to get along with. As long as you didn’t provoke him, he was harmless to both humans and animals, and also quite handsome.
After eating their fill, Shi Hao and his companions returned to their lodging.
Shi Hao began to ponder his next move.
Next, it was time to go to the Imperial Capital, and Shi Hao, intent on seeking revenge, would undoubtedly clash with the affluent households there. Considering his temperament and the numerous dandies in the Imperial Capital, it was expected that the number of families he would offend would not be small.
Therefore, this was inevitably going to stir up another storm of bloodshed.
He discussed the situation with the chubby one to see what his own plans were.
“Brothers in arms, of course we do this together,” the chubby one said without any hesitation. “Stone, my strength has also been increasing rapidly. Just wait a few days for me, and I will certainly be able to fight alongside you.”
Shi Hao smiled, actually, the Shi Family no longer seemed formidable in his eyes; even a top-level Martial Sect at its Peak could muster at most three hundred thousand pounds of force, a strength he was far from matching for now, but that was only a matter of about two months when he could catch up.
What he was worried about was the Martial Venerable!
Just how strong a Martial Venerable could be, he had no concept, but it certainly had to be several times stronger than an advanced Martial Sect, otherwise, how could they deserve the title of Martial Venerable?
“The increase in my strength… it’s still too slow!”
Shi Hao felt a sense of urgency; once inside the Imperial Capital, his enemies would be close at hand, yet he would be forced to bide his time, an excruciating torture.
If he wanted to take his power to the next level, it wasn’t impossible, but that required precious medicinal herbs, which Shi Hao had only seen in Yuan Chengmie’s memories. In reality, those herbs were unheard of.
He could only take one step at a time.
The chubby one was also sixteen by now and possessed considerable self-preserving abilities, which reassured Shi Hao. But Bai Hua?
Bringing her to the Imperial Capital would be far too dangerous.
Shi Hao decided that tomorrow he would entrust her to someone he could trust.
The next day, Shi Hao trained first, and his physique had noticeably improved, while his strength reached 91,000 jin. He was close to breaking through the 100,000 jin mark.
Then, he took Bai Hua and went to find Lin Yuyue.
He knew where she lived since Lin Yuyue had treated him to a meal before.
Before long, he arrived at Tongfu Inn with Bai Hua, where Lin Yuyue was staying.
Knowing Shi Hao had arrived, Lin Yuyue ordered her maid to invite him in.
“Young Master Shi, the miss is waiting for you in the inner room,” said the maid, stealing glances at Shi Hao. This young man was indeed a sight for sore eyes, providing a feast for her eyes every time and improving her mood.
Bai Hua, however, made a face at the maid. How annoying, she didn’t want Shi Hao to marry a wife and have a baby, stealing the throne from her daughter.
“Junior Brother Shi, just how many miracles can you create?” Lin Yuyue came out jingling with her jewelry.
Shi Hao didn’t respond, only staring at Lin Yuyue’s chest.
But the problem was, although Shi Hao’s gaze was focused, it wasn’t with any desire—it was more like… research, yes, research.
Lin Yuyue couldn’t help but lift her hand and guard her chest, frowning and saying, “Junior Brother Shi!”
That call was cold, intended as a reminder.
Shi Hao snapped out of it, shaking his head. “It’s not you!”
Shi Hao “Oh”ed and then said, “The murderess who killed Murong Hai should be a woman. I met her yesterday but didn’t catch up. However, I’ve seen her figure and compared it with yours.”
Lin Yuyue nodded her head, aware that with Murong Hai’s murder, both she and Shi Hao were suspects; thus, Shi Hao’s suspicion was normal—in fact, she also suspected Shi Hao, but after getting to know his ways, she was sure that Shi Hao was definitely not the murderer.
“How did you rule me out?” she asked, a question she would regret for life.
“Oh, her chest is much larger than yours,” Shi Hao answered very naturally.
At that moment, Lin Yuyue’s mind was in complete chaos.
Wasn’t that a ten-thousand-point damage?
Do you mean to say that my chest is very small?
Although Lin Yuyue never flaunted her beauty, she was quite proud of her appearance and figure.
Beautiful as an immortal, with a curvaceous, exquisite figure, it could be said that a little more would make her too plump, and a little less too thin.
With such a perfect figure, you’re telling me I have a small chest?
Lin Yuyue’s breathing became heavy and her eyes started to blaze, feeling the urge to kill.
Shi Hao, however, was surprised. What’s going on?
“Senior Sister Lin, what’s wrong?” he asked, confused.
Lin Yuyue was metaphorically spitting blood. What a tactless man!
You just made fun of me for having a small chest, and now you ask me what’s wrong?
Could you cut off your tongue as an apology?
“No! Thing!” said Lin Yuyue through clenched teeth. Could she possibly argue with a man about whether her chest was big or small?
What to do, take off her clothes and let him see for himself, touch to confirm?
Shi Hao was puzzled. Clearly, you do have something bothering you; you’re not even speaking properly.
Women, truly curious creatures.