Su Ce's whereabouts
Looking at the three fleeing people, Qin Hao didn't kill them.
As the Emperor's son-in-law, his every word and action represented the royal family. He did not want to be known as a bloodthirsty man.
But Qin Hao didn't mind killing a few more people like Big Beard who didn't know anything.
Qin Hao was not a bloodthirsty man, but he was not merciful either!
"Friend upstairs, can you come down for a chat?"
He glanced at the broken blade. It was a low-grade King Artifact with a weak inscription. It would be a good weapon in the hands of an ordinary martial artist.
But it was easily broken by someone. This person's cultivation was not inferior to Iron Crutch Li's, or even higher.
"Congratulations to Brother Qin Hao for becoming the prince consort of Great Liao. You and Zhou Wudao fought a battle of life and death, making me admire you to the extreme!"
Along with the laughter, a gentle, refined, and rather handsome scholar walked down from the second floor.
"It's you …" Qin Hao saw a familiar face.
Zheng Qingchi!
He was the martial artist from the southern region who ranked higher than Duan Zijue in the top ten competition.
In the final battle, he and Ye Shuihan were evenly matched.
Because they appreciated each other, they chose to be defeated together and were eliminated!
Zheng Qingchi was very happy that Qin Hao still recognized him. He smiled and nodded.
"Why didn't you go back to the southern region?"
Qin Hao asked.
The Imperial Martial Competition was over. Everyone had left.
"I'm used to being idle. Daliao's scenery is good, so I want to stay in the northern region for a while to play!"
Zheng Qingchi dug out a table that wasn't too badly damaged from the ground. Then, he found a few chairs and sat down.
Qin Hao and Gongshu Jian looked at each other and sat down.
But they did not believe Zheng Qingchi. His excuse was too childish.
With Qin Hao's ability to judge people, he guessed that Zheng Qingchi's background was not ordinary. His family was not simple.
Perhaps it was because Zheng Qingchi didn't get the desired ranking in the competition and was afraid that he would be punished by the elders of his family or ridiculed by his peers. That was why he didn't return!
"Cough, cough. I really like the folk customs of the Northern Frontier, especially this cold climate. It really makes me reluctant to leave.
However, it's really a bit cold! "Seeing Qin Hao and Gongshu Jian's suspicious eyes, Zheng Qingchi was extremely embarrassed.
Qin Hao and Gongshu Jian ignored him.
"What happened just now?" Qin Hao examined Gongshu Jian's injuries. They were all superficial wounds and were not serious.
"A man's wealth is his own ruin!"
Gongshu Jian reluctantly took out a book of martial arts from his bosom and casually threw it on the table. This was the reward for entering the finals.
An impressive mid-tier Earth grade fist skill!
But Gongshu Jian could not practice it.
Even if he practiced it, he wouldn't be able to unleash the power that the fist technique should have.
Qin Hao immediately understood that it was the gangsters who coveted the treasure.
"Losing the mecha reduced me to the point of being wantonly bullied by ants. I let you see a joke!" Gongshu Jian looked at Qin Hao and said.
At this time, the old restaurant manager brought several plates of beef and a pot of hot wine.
Qin Hao poured a cup of hot wine and smiled faintly. "Disappointment is only temporary. I look forward to your comeback.
By the way, where is Ce 'er and the Su family? "
If Su Ce was here, he would not let Gongshu Jian be bullied.
The tavern was so deserted. Qin Hao knew that Su Ce might have left!
"Su Ce, that boy, he has been waiting for you for a long time …" Gongshu Jian sighed and fell into his memories.
In the final battle of the finals, watching Qin Hao defeat Zhou Wudao and suppress Princess Daliao, Su Ce shouted loudly outside the arena and cried with joy.
However, closely followed by the arrival of Emperor Yan and Emperor Qi, the hostile atmosphere was suffocating. The Su family, including Gongshu Jian, were too weak to stay in the Imperial Martial Square.
When the crisis was resolved, the heroes followed Xiao Yi into the palace.
The Su family arrived late. Moreover, with their qualifications, they were not qualified to enter the palace and receive a grand reception.
Su Ce had been waiting outside the palace for Qin Hao for a long time.
However, at that time, Qin Hao happened to be drunk in the Zhengde Hall.
"Su Ce boy waited for you for three days. You didn't return. In the end, his father took the Su family back to Yue Country!" Gongshu Jian said.
"What?
Ce 'er's father? "
Qin Hao was very surprised and bluffed.
"Yes, it's his biological father!" Gongshu Jian nodded seriously.
Recalling the scene at that time …
In the bitter cold, a young man with a long sword on his back stood like a statue at the entrance of the palace. His eyes looked deeply into the palace. No matter how the guards drove him away, he refused to leave.
"Ce 'er, don't wait. Sir has already become the emperor's son-in-law. He won't come to see us again!" The Su family's great elder patted Su Ce's shoulder and shook his head.
"Sir is not that kind of person!" Su Ce's eyes were a little red. He turned around and glared at the great elder.
Although he said so, he had waited for three days!
If Qin Hao really missed him, why didn't he come to take him into the palace?
"Sir is not that kind of person. He must be entangled with something!" Su Ce comforted himself while wiping his tears.
"Ce 'er, great elder … Hahaha, it's really you …"
At this time, an ecstatic voice came from behind.
This voice was very familiar to Su Ce and the great elder. It was imprinted in the depths of their hearts. Every time the Su family was in trouble, it gave them the greatest sense of security.
When they turned around, Su Ce's eyes were immediately wet!
A tall, stalwart, and amiable face looked at Su Ce excitedly. It was the Su family's patriarch who had disappeared for many years, Su Qinghao!
"How could it be?" Su Ce thought he was dreaming.
A while ago, a silly uncle who claimed to be his father's friend told him that Su Qinghao had unfortunately passed away and gave his father's belongings to Su Ce.
"Hahaha, my good son, let me hug you. When I was on my way back to the family, I heard that Emperor Xiao was holding a competition. I guessed that the Su family would definitely not miss it, so I came here. Hahaha, I guessed correctly. Tell me, what's your rank?" Su Qinghao ran up excitedly and hugged Su Ce tightly.
Feeling his father's warmth, Su Ce knew that he was not dreaming. He suddenly realized that the uncle who claimed to be his father's friend might be fake.