Hundred-Mile Blade

Chapter 492 - 490: Yu Hai’s Pressure

Chapter 492: Chapter 490: Yu Hai’s Pressure


After Qin Hao left the Xia family villa, he took a turn and arrived at the Yu Family.


As soon as he entered the door, the polite voice of Yu Hai came from the hall.


"Mr. Cold Blade, it will be your responsibility to protect our Patriarch..."


In the hall, Cold Blade was sitting on the sofa, drinking tea. He replied calmly, "Since I have taken your Yu family’s money, I will ensure the best security."


"With Mr. Cold Blade’s assurance, I can rest easy."


Yu Hai said with satisfaction. But upon seeing Qin Hao bursting through the door, his face suddenly turned cold and he sneered, "Why are you here again? My sister isn’t here. Leave if you have no business!"


He always adored his sister and was naturally unwilling to see unsavory people approach her. Qin Hao’s appearance always seemed like that of a useless person to him, and he despised it greatly.


"Mr. Yu Hai, please speak more politely!"


Just as Yu Hai’s words fell, Qin Hao hadn’t even spoken, when Cold Blade suddenly stood up from the sofa. Although his face remained indifferent, his tone carried a trace of anger.


What’s happening!


Yu Hai looked bewildered, completely at a loss over what was going on.


In his impression, Cold Blade was just as his name suggested, with a personality even icier and more arrogant than a blade. He was always cold and indifferent and had never shown any anger.


But now, the man who was like eternal ice was actually angry?


"Mr. Cold Blade, how have I offended you?"


Recognizing that Cold Blade was upset, Yu Hai’s tone became cautious.


This Cold Blade was an expert he hired at great expense, usually responsible for the safety and well-being of the Yu Family Patriarch, essentially a stabilizing figure within the family.


He was not someone Yu Hai could afford to offend.


"You shouldn’t treat Brother Hao this way!"


Cold Blade responded coldly, taking two steps to stand in front of Qin Hao and immediately bowed his proud head slightly, apologetically saying, "Brother Hao, I apologize for the grievances you’ve suffered!"


Cold Blade’s humble attitude towards Qin Hao left Yu Hai in shock.


He stared, mouth agape, completely unbelieving of the scene before him.


Cold Blade was behaving like a well-behaved three-year-old in front of Qin Hao?


With the Nine-Turn Divine Spirit Pill in hand, Qin Hao was in a good mood, ignoring Yu Hai’s noise, and instead nodded casually to Cold Blade, "We’ve just parted and already met again. Ah Dao, you really are like a lingering ghost!"


Of course, this was just a joke, but the tone made Yu Hai’s heart skip a beat.


It seemed that Qin Hao didn’t really like Cold Blade...


Who exactly was he!


With these doubts swirling in his mind, Yu Hai asked hoarsely, "Mr. Cold Blade, who exactly is... Qin Hao?"


Cold Blade shot him a cold glance, "If there wasn’t Brother Hao, there wouldn’t be me, Cold Blade, today. All the skills I have were taught by him!"


"What!"


Yu Hai’s face showed shock, his emotions churning uncontrollably.


He knew Cold Blade’s skills well, calling him a one-man army was not an exaggeration.


Yet such an invincible figure was the apprentice of this nondescript man before him?


Yu Hai admitted defeat, a thorough defeat, with not even a trace of solace.


If the apprentice was such a formidable character, how terrifying must the master Qin Hao be?


It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to describe him as unmatched!


Understanding this fact, Yu Hai’s heart was instantly filled with fear.


He put away his disdain and, face pale, looked at Qin Hao and said reverently, "So... you are Mr. Cold Blade’s master... I was blind not to see... I ask for your magnanimity..."


His words were spoken haltingly, his voice tense, fully revealing his inner panic.


Qin Hao had important matters and didn’t have the time to deal with a silver-spooned brat like Yu Hai. He patted Cold Blade’s shoulder in a grandfatherly manner, saying, "Ah Dao, don’t keep dwelling on past little matters. Teaching you swordsmanship was just a way to kill time; no need to elevate it like it’s sacred teachings."


"Alright, I have things to do, you go entertain yourself..."


After saying this, Qin Hao, hands in pockets, leisurely headed upstairs.


Yu Hai had been standing at the stairway entrance and flinched instinctively when Qin Hao approached.


Qin Hao didn’t even glance at him, brushing past as if he didn’t exist, whistling as he ascended the stairs.


"Phew!"


Watching Qin Hao’s figure completely vanish, Yu Hai let out a relieved sigh.


When they passed each other, although Qin Hao did nothing, Yu Hai felt an instinctual chill, as if being stared down by an ancient beast.


Only when Qin Hao left did the icy sensation finally dissipate.


Still, Yu Hai realized that his back was soaked in cold sweat.


"So terrifying, Qin Hao’s presence is several times more daunting than Cold Blade’s. Must be careful to never provoke him!"


As Yu Hai was thinking bitterly, the door opened, and Yu Xiangru, just returning from shopping with a Chanel bag, walked in.


Seeing Yu Hai, drenched in sweat and pale-faced, she curiously asked, "Brother, what’s with your strange look?"


Yu Hai’s face reddened, unable to mention the earlier embarrassing moment to his sister. Face flushed, he said, "Xiangru, your taste in people has always been better than mine, huh!"


Yu Xiangru looked puzzled, "What do you mean by that?"


With lingering trepidation, Yu Hai glanced at the silent Cold Blade and hinted at Yu Xiangru, "Your friend is Mr. Cold Blade’s master..."


"Friend?"


Yu Xiangru was initially puzzled, but then thrilled as a towering figure flashed in her mind, "Brother, you’re talking about Qin Hao! Of course, he’s a real man. I could see it on the plane!"


Talking about Qin Hao, Yu Xiangru instantly turned into a fangirl, eyes sparkling, making Yu Hai feel sour inside, though he praised, "I see it too. You should spend more time with Mr. Qin Hao. He is upstairs right now..."


"He’s back, which means Xia Han is saved!"


Overwhelmed with joy, Yu Xiangru felt ecstatic, tossing her newly-purchased Chanel bag aside, and her lithe figure exploded into speed as she rushed upstairs.


Returning to the room as quickly as possible, she pushed the door open and saw Qin Hao sitting cross-legged on the bed.


"Qin Hao, you’re back! Is Xia Han alright now?"


"Uh... Xia Han got home safely..."


Qin Hao was in the middle of meditating before taking the elixir. Seeing the excited and hurried Yu Xiangru rushing in, he showed a helpless smile, "Xiangru, I have a few things to do. Could you..."


Before he could finish, Yu Xiangru, full of excitement, interrupted, "As long as Xia Han is safe, Qin Hao, you’re a hero! Don’t worry about the room, anything you need, I can lend you!"