The mysterious Zheng Clan.
How could he defeat the Peerless Genius Zhou Wudao if he did not resort to underhanded means?
"Judging from the situation, that is indeed the case!"
Zhang Jingshan nodded as he recalled.
Zhou Wudao summoned the Tao Tie's soul and his combat strength reached the cauldron point. That bottomless devouring almost killed Qin Hao.
At the critical moment, an arrow flew out from the palace and penetrated the barrier set up by the Imperial Guards. The arrow was extremely powerful.
The arrow's grade was obviously high. Qin Hao could not control it with his cultivation.
There was an 80% chance that Emperor Xiao was the one steering the arrow. That was why it could destroy the Taotie's Original Soul and scare Zhou Wudao away.
After all, the relationship between Qin Hao and Princess Jingyue was not ordinary. It was reasonable for Xiao Yi to cover for him.
"It's such a pity. It's unfair to Zhou Wudao. A Martial Emperor has no morals.
If the Old Man meets Qin Hao, he will teach him a lesson. He will let him know what it means to be down-to-earth and take one step at a time! "
The Zhang Clan's Old Ancestor roared.
Bang!
As soon as he finished speaking, a stranger's foot stepped into the hall. The floor turned into powder and the house trembled.
"Oh?
I would like to see if you have the ability to teach others! "
Qin Hao stood with his hands behind his back. His white robe fluttered in the wind. He was like an emperor, intimidating the three generations of the Zhang Clan.
When he saw Qin Hao, Zhang Jingshan was shocked. Then, his face was filled with disbelief. He thought he was dreaming.
Speak of Qin Hao and Qin Hao is here!
What the hell!
"How dare you!"
"How dare you!"
After the shock, the Zhang Clan's Old Ancestor and Patriarch stood up angrily. They slammed their palms on the table, cracking the wood and breaking the cup in half!
"Who are you?
How dare you break into the Zhang Clan? Why didn't the guards report you?
Men, men … "The Zhang Family's Patriarch shouted.
"Stop shouting, country bumpkin. When I entered, all the guards in your residence were knocked to the ground by me. I can turn them into corpses with a single thought!"
At this moment, the Old Demon and Xiao Han walked in with Zhang Jingchen.
A wretched smile flashed across the Old Demon's face. He was trying to persuade the other party to behave.
"What?"
The Zhang Family's Patriarch was especially shocked.
They had been discussing the Imperial Martial Arts Tournament. Although they had been engrossed in their discussion, they had not paid much attention to what was going on in the residence.
However, the Old Demon had managed to subdue the Zhang Family's troops without batting an eyelid.
"Chen 'er, why are you here?
Where's Jing Ze?
Didn't you guys come back together?
Who are these people? "
Zhang Jingchen's father asked as he looked at Zhang Jingchen in surprise. Then, he pointed at Qin Hao.
Plop!
Before Zhang Jingchen could speak, Zhang Jingshan, who had entered the finals of the Imperial Martial Arts Tournament, knelt down and bowed to Qin Hao in fear. "Greetings to the champion of the Imperial Martial Arts Tournament, Prince Consort Qin Hao. Greetings to Jing …"
Zhang Jingshan was about to call out to Xiao Han. "Princess Jingyue!"
However, when Xiao Han shot him a cold look, Zhang Jingshan immediately swallowed his words.
He did not know why Daliao's Prince Consort and the Martial Emperor's beloved daughter did not stay in Beijiang for their wedding, but came to the Southern Region on the other side of the continent, and even appeared in the Zhang Family's residence.
However, Zhang Jingshan could tell that Xiao Han did not want him to reveal his identity.
At the same time, Zhang Jingchen was also shocked.
On the boat, Coffin-face had said that Qin Hao did not even pass the preliminaries.
How did he become the champion in the blink of an eye?
Who was lying?
Obviously, Zhang Jingshan, who had entered the finals of the Imperial Martial Arts Tournament, was more convincing.
After all, Zhang Jingshan had watched the entire ceremony from beginning to end.
"The champion of the Imperial Martial Arts Competition?
You're the little bastard who used despicable means to win … "
"Grandpa …"
Zhang Jingshan hurriedly tugged at the Patriarch's pants and almost tore them off.
However, it also made the Patriarch come to his senses. He coughed awkwardly and said, "Ahem, so you're Qin Hao."
Although he did not have a good impression of Qin Hao, since it was a foregone conclusion and he had become the Martial Emperor's son-in-law, the Patriarch did not dare to go overboard.
"Daliao's Prince Consort?
What was going on?
Tell me clearly. Also, where did your second brother go? "The Patriarch of the Zhang Family looked at Zhang Jingze again with some pressure in his eyes.
Six days ago, he received a signal from Zhang Jingze saying that he would return to the family in a few days.
Now, he only saw his third son, but not his second son.
"Father, don't panic. Young Master Qin Hao is here because … because …"
Zhang Jingchen stuttered and recounted how he was rescued by Qin Hao at sea.
However, he did not tell him about Zhang Jingze's death.
"After going ashore, my second brother hurriedly went to the Drunken Flower Brothel. He should be back tonight!" Zhang Jingchen said.
The Drunken Flower Brothel was a place where men went to have fun. It was also the most expensive place in Pingshan City.
"That good-for-nothing unfilial son!"
The Patriarch of the Zhang Family cursed angrily.
When his son came back, he did not even see his father and grandfather and went to live a life of drunken stupor.
Qin Hao was slightly stunned.
At this time, Zhang Jingchen was still hiding this matter from his elders.
It seemed that he was deliberately stalling for time so that he and Xiao Han could leave the Zhang Mansion safely.
"Thank you for Daliao's Prince Consort. Otherwise, my two grandsons would have been buried at sea.
Don't leave today. Let me welcome you and express my sincerity! "
The Patriarch of the Zhang Family smiled happily and changed his opinion of Qin Hao slightly. However, the disdain in his bones still existed.
"Prince Consort, why did you suddenly come to the Southern Region?"
At this time, Zhang Jingshan stood up and asked respectfully.
The Zhang Family was not qualified to know the truth about the appearance of the South Pole Divine Palace's Sacred Sword.
Like ordinary warriors, they all thought that the Sacred Sword emblem that day was an anomaly caused by a powerful person.
"Just for fun!"
Qin Hao chuckled. With Xiao Han standing beside him, Zhang Jingshan naturally understood that the couple had come to the Southern Region for their honeymoon.
Zhang Jingshan could not help but be envious.
"Besides that, I want to ask you about a person. Do you know one of the participants of the competition, Zheng Qingchi, who came from the southern territory with you?" Qin Hao restrained his smile and asked seriously.
"Zheng Qingchi?"
Zhang Jingshan tried hard to recall.
Suddenly, a clear image appeared in his mind. It was the spectacular sea battle between Zheng Qingchi and Ye Shuihan.
However, Zhang Jingshan immediately shook his head. "I don't know him. Although we are both from the Southern Region, the Southern Region is too big.
That Young Master Zheng's strength is amazing. How could a small fry like me, who is only at Third Gear, be qualified to get close to a top ten contestant?
Even if I wanted to, I wouldn't have the honor and opportunity! "Zhang Jingshan said with a long face.
A moment ago, he had been boasting and exaggerating.
Now that he was facing the champion of the Imperial Martial Competition, he immediately revealed his true self and looked embarrassed.
"Look at this!" Qin Hao handed the token that Zheng Qingchi had given to Zhang Jingshan.
Based on Zhang Jingshan's ability, he was indeed not qualified to be acquainted with a prodigy like Zheng Qingchi.
However, not knowing him did not mean that he did not recognize the emblem of the Zheng Family!
After all, the emblem of a powerful top family was the symbol of the entire family. Its deterrence and prestige were far greater than an individual's influence.