Ever since the incident with Ouyang Zhen, Chu Hao hadn't been to the Seventh District.
He found the Seventh District to be full of arrogant and conceited people, which greatly displeased him.
"Not going," Chu Hao said.
Unexpectedly, the man in black showed no respect, saying coldly, "Chu Hao, please cooperate with the investigation. We suspect you of engaging in illegal tomb raiding and stealing national treasures. Come with us."
Stealing national treasures? Chu Hao thought. That accusation is too much.
His expression darkened as he said, "Did the Zhang Family send you?"
Who from the Seventh District would dare to touch me?
Apart from the Capital City's Zhang Family, I can't think of anyone else.
The man in black replied, "You have the right to ask, but we have no obligation to answer your questions. Please come with us."
The other party wasn't giving him any respect, and Chu Hao's expression grew even colder. "Stealing national treasures, that's quite an accusation to pin on me. Is this the intent of your Director Feng?"
"I have no authority to answer your question."
Chu Hao sneered. "Well, then, I'm afraid I must disappoint you. I'm not going."
With a wave of his hand, the man in black coldly ordered, "Take him."
A group of men in black surrounded them, ready to act. Yu Sicheng and the other two didn't hesitate, positioning themselves in front of Chu Hao. Anyone who wanted to take him would have to get through them first.
The next moment, everyone moved.
Chu Hao was the fastest, his movements decisive, downing a man with a single move.
When it came to fighting, he had never been afraid of anyone.
The middle-aged man in black grew furious and actually drew a gun, shouting, "Don't move!!"
Yu Sicheng and the others turned pale with fright.
Chu Hao shouted angrily, "Pointing a gun at me? Do you not know how the character for 'death' is written?"
When enraged, Chu Hao exuded an oppressive aura. He moved incredibly fast, closing in on the middle-aged man in black in an instant. He grabbed the man's hand and forced the gun towards the ceiling.
Chu Hao twisted the man's hand. CRACK! The bone snapped. The gun dropped to the floor as the man in black screamed in agony.
Chu Hao took out the Yin Yang Sword. With a single thrust, it pierced through the man's palm and deep into the stone floor below, demonstrating the immense force behind the strike.
Seeing this, everyone felt a chill run down their spines, and they gasped in fear.
A few men rushed forward, trying to pull out the Yin Yang Sword. It was embedded in the floor like a nail, stuck fast, and they couldn't budge it. Blood pooled on the ground.
"AAAAH!!" The man in black shrieked relentlessly, his terror reaching its peak.
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The others were horrified. This young man was terrifyingly powerful, to penetrate a concrete floor with just a sword.
One of the men in black cried out frantically, "What are you trying to do? Resisting arrest is a serious crime!"
Chu Hao ignored them. They were just Little Loulous following someone else's orders. He took out his phone and called Old Man Yuan.
Chu Hao said, "Old Man Yuan, is your Seventh District trying to capture me?"
On the other end, Old Man Yuan sounded anxious. "Master Chu, that's not an order from us! The Anli City Seventh District has been undermined. A group from higher up came and gave orders we know nothing about. But rest assured, Master Chu, I will immediately contact the higher-ups and have them rescind the order."
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On the other end, Old Man Yuan felt helpless. Are these people seeking death? How dare they try to take on someone with Chu Hao's skills?
Old Man Yuan said, "Master Chu, you have to believe me."
Chu Hao said, "Tell me, who in the Seventh District wants to deal with me?"
Old Man Yuan lowered his voice. "It's one of the highest executives of the Seventh District, He Tao from the He Family of the Nine Gates of Huaxia. I suspect he wants the True Word Brush."
Chu Hao said coldly, "Where is he?"
Old Man Yuan was inwardly shocked. "Master Chu, don't act rashly! The Nine Gates of Huaxia are very influential, and the He Family's power in the Seventh District is also considerable."
Chu Hao said, "I'll ask you one more time: where is he?"
Old Man Yuan said bitterly, "He's in the Seventh District, at the very top of the Twin Towers."
Chu Hao hung up the phone. Now that he understood the situation, he walked over and pulled out the Yin Yang Sword. The middle-aged man in black screamed in pain again. Chu Hao then ordered the other men, "Take me to see your Boss."
The group of men was horrified. Wasn't he ferociously uncompromising moments ago? Why this sudden change of heart?
The middle-aged man in black endured the searing pain in his hand and stammered, "You! You! What do you want?"
Chu Hao retorted, "You want the True Word Brush, and you dare to pin such a heavy accusation on me, thinking I'm easy to bully? Call He Tao. Tell him to wash his neck and wait. I'm on my way."
DING! Host has succeeded in being pretentious, earning 400 Pretentiousness Points.
Chu Hao's thinking was simple. Anyone who targets me now gets dealt with mercilessly, first.
「The Seventh District of the Twin Towers.」
Atop a high-rise of the Twin Towers, He Tao gazed through the reinforced window at the bustling Anli City below, a wine glass swirling in his hand. He appeared to be in his late twenties, young and handsome, with long hair draped over his shoulders and eyes as bright as stars, exuding an air of refined delicateness.
He was among the most outstanding young members of the Nine Gates of Huaxia, and his reputation was significant.
The headquarters of the Seventh District had a total of seventy-two highest executives, stationed all over the world. His position was one level higher than Zhang Zheming's.
He was not like Zhang Zheming, who knew no Taoist arts.
The He Family was famous for their Talismans, and it was said their skills in this art could rival those of Mao Mountain's Taoism.
He Tao, in particular, was one of the He Family's most prodigiously talented individuals in the use of Talismans.
A faint, soft smile touched He Tao's lips. He was determined to obtain the True Word Brush. Many coveted it, including Longhu Mountain and Mao Mountain's Taoism.
However, once the True Word Brush was in his hands, the He Family would provide complete protection. Even if those two powerful Taoist factions tried to take it, they would likely have to expend considerable effort.
He Tao eagerly anticipated acquiring the True Word Brush, believing it could elevate his Talisman arts to an even higher level.
As for Chu Hao, he didn't give him a second thought. He must have stumbled upon the True Word Brush in some ancient Taoist tomb, He Tao mused.
Legend had it that the True Word Brush had been buried with a powerful Taoist ancestor because its power was simply too terrifying.
At that moment, a tall, thin man beside He Tao spoke. "Steward Director, I've spotted Su Muyue from the Su Family."
He Tao was startled. "Su Muyue! Wasn't she in Europe and America?"
The tall, thin man consulted a device. "It seems she arrived three days ago. The Su Family appears to be unaware of her return."
He Tao frowned and muttered, "Is she also here for the True Word Brush?"
"That is most likely the case," the man affirmed.
He Tao smoothed his clothes, composing himself into a more gentlemanly demeanor, and smiled. "The Su Family's genius of the century, one of Shanghai's top three beauties, and the Seventh District's resident envoy abroad. She's formidable, but I enjoy a challenge."
The tall, thin man replied, "Downstairs, drinking coffee."