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“I don’t know how many geniuses are fighting to join the Hundred Spirit Sect. I don’t believe this kid is an exception.

With his money-loving personality, how could he not agree to a million taels of silver in front of him?

“If it doesn’t work, then five million! Ten million! Give him a gold mine. I don’t believe it!” Yu Xuanji said firmly.

Yu Niang opened her mouth, but in the end, she remained silent.

Although she wanted to refute that Han Zhao was not such a person, according to the past situation, Han Zhao rejected the conditions most of the time because they did not give enough money.

Two days later.

In the afternoon.

Ji Baiwei returned again.

However, the gold she brought back was much less. It was less than ten thousand taels.

At night.

The bright moon hung high in the sky, and the bright moonlight shone into the small courtyard at the foot of the mountain of the Furious Flood Dragon

Palace.

At this moment, Han Zhao was refining pills in his room.

Thud! Thud!

There was a knock on the door.

“Brother Han, can I come in?” Ji Baiwei’s voice sounded outside the door.

Han Zhao paused and said, “Come in.”

“Creak~”’ Ji Baiwei pushed the door open and entered.

“Brother Han, I’m sorry to disturb you.” Seeing that Han Zhao was refining pills, she smiled apologetically and looked like she wanted to say something but hesitated.

“Let’s not be so distant. Have a seat.” He had not been refining pills for a while, so he was just warming his hands a little. Seeing that Ji Baiwei was busy, he quickly quickened his actions.

At this moment, Ji Baiwei was his beloved friend. A mere cauldron of pills was nothing.

Ten seconds later, Han Zhao ended the refinement.

As the steps were largely omitted, the Blood Qi Pill he ultimately refined was only at the middle-grade level.

Han Zhao didn’t even look at the pill in the pill furnace and put it into the

Sumeru Pouch.

“Baiwei, why are you looking for me so late at night?”

Han Zhao came to the table and sat opposite Ji Baiwei.

“If you have anything to say, just say it. As long as it’s something I can do, I’ll definitely do my best to help you,” Han Zhao said solemnly.

“I want..” Ji Baiwei pondered for a moment and suddenly said seriously, “I want you to help me kill Ji Zhuling!’

“What?!” Han Zhao was stunned and suspected that he had heard wrongly. Although he was prepared to secretly kill Ji Zhuling when the time was right, he did not expect Ji Baiwei to make this request.

“Isn’t she your Aunt Ji? Hasn’t your relationship always been very good?” Han Zhao asked.

“She used to be.” Ji Baiwei’s eyes were filled with hatred. “She and Cousin are my only family.”

“Then why?” Han Zhao didn’t understand, but he had already thought of a possibility. His brother’s death back then really couldn’t withstand scrutiny.

“She killed Cousin with her own hands! She lied to me!” Ji Baiwei’s body trembled.

“Back then, Han Cheng and my cousin were already engaged. On the surface, the family didn’t object, but they sent Ji Zhuling to secretly interfere, causing the two of them to misunderstand each other. In the end, they secretly killed Han Cheng, causing my cousin to die with hatred.”

“Ji Zhuling’s concern for me is just an illusion that the family sent her to create. When she let me go out to look for you back then, she probably wanted to put on this show again on me.”

“The Ji family!” Han Zhao’s expression darkened. Although he had expected this, he still felt angry after knowing the truth.

“Killing Ji Zhuling is only the first step. The second step is to gather the Seven Evil Mask fragments and become a Weapon Master. The third step is to take revenge on the higher-ups of the Ji family and the mastermind who killed my cousin!” Ji Baiwei said in a low voice.

“Baiwei, you’ve really grown up.” Han Zhao looked at Ji Baiwei and suddenly felt like an old father.

The naive and naive little girl back then had also learned to endure and pretend now.

Han Zhao didn’t know if he should be happy or sad.

In such a world, those who were too kind would not have a good ending.

“Brother Han, you taught me to think. We have to grow up eventually.” A look of disappointment appeared on Ji Baiwei’s young face.

Perhaps, she only wanted to be a child who followed her cousin and would never grow up.

“I know that this request is a little overboard, so I won’t force it. You don’t have to feel troubled,” Ji Baiwei continued. After all, Ji Zhuling was a middle-grade Pseudo -Divine Weapon Master at the second-level Snake-level. Unless she completely refined the second Seven Evil Mask fragment, it would be very difficult for her to defeat Ji Zhuling.

“It’s not difficult,” Han Zhao said.

“So you’re saying that you agree?” Ji Baiwei was stunned.

“Of course! It’s rare for you to beg me. I must help you with this small favor!” Han Zhao said seriously.

Ji Baiwei was moved. Han Zhao agreed so readily, which showed that she did not trust him enough.

At this moment, she suddenly regretted involving Han Zhao in this matter. “Brother Han, actually, there’s no need for you to become enemies with the Ji family for me.”

“You’re wrong. Even if I don’t find trouble with the Ji family, do you think I can stay out of it?” Han Zhao shook his head and laughed as he stood up.

“It’s fine if every step of your plan succeeds. If you fail, the Ji family will feel that killing me is as easy as crushing an ant.”

“Brother Han.” Ji Baiwei gradually regained her rationality. She came to ask Han Zhao for help because the two of them were definitely the same kind of people.

She would never harm Han Zhao to become a Weapon Master, but the Ji family would.

Whether it was for her cousin’s revenge or to protect Han Zhao, she had to become a Weapon Master.

At the very least, she had to kill the ancestor who had ill intentions towards her and Han Zhao. She even had to become enemies with the entire Ji family.

Han Zhao walked to the door of the room and looked up at the bright moon hanging in the night sky. “These people are used to being high and mighty. They have lost their reverence for life and think that they can trample on others’ lives at will.”

As he spoke, Han Zhao suddenly turned around and looked at Ji Baiwei firmly.

“One day! I want these people sitting on the clouds to taste the feeling of being treated as dust and stepped on.”

“Brother Han.” Ji Baiwei was touched by his firm words and determination. She stood up and walked to him.

“Even if I die a horrible death, I’ll go with you.”

“Baiwei.” Han Zhao looked at Ji Baiwei in front of him and subconsciously raised his hand.

Ji Baiwei slowly approached him and leaned against his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

Neither of them spoke, enjoying the silence.

After an unknown period of time.

“Brother Han! I…

A loud bang came from the courtyard.

Han Zhao looked in the direction of the voice.

Lian Chengxue stood at the entrance, the smile on her face gradually disappearing.

Under her feet was a large box that had fallen open. Yellow gold ingots rolled to the ground.

“I’m sorry.” Lian Chengxue’s eyes dimmed. She lowered her head, unable to hide her disappointment. “Perhaps I came at the wrong time.”

With that, she turned around and was about to leave.

“No.” Han Zhao smiled. “You came at the right time!”

Lian Chengxue stopped in her tracks. Seeing Han Zhao reach out to her, she was a little stunned.

Ji Baiwei leaned into Han Zhao’s arms and smiled blissfully at her as if she did not mind her arrival at all.

Lian Chengxue met Han Zhao’s gaze and couldn’t help but walk up.

When Han Zhao hugged her shoulder and gently stroked her head, Lian Chengxue couldn’t help but smile.

“Phew?’ Han Zhao secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

“Second Sister, why are you running so fast? Mr. Han might already be asleep…” At this moment, Lian Chengyu’s voice came from the courtyard.

Looking at the three of them hugging each other harmoniously, she was instantly petrified.

This was the first time Lian Chengbing, who had always been calm, had seen such a world. Her big blinking eyes were wide open, and her mouth was slightly open.

“Big Sister, Third Sister.” Lian Chengxue blushed and smiled.

Lian Chengyu did not know what to say for a moment. She looked at her third sister, who was stunned beside her, and hurriedly went forward to cover her eyes. “Third Sister, stop looking! Let’s go!’

“Wait!” Han Zhao suddenly stopped them.

“Young Master Han, could it be that you want us to also…” Lian Chengyu seemed to have thought of something and was embarrassed and angry.

Han Zhao patted the backs of the two women in his arms and let go of them. He said seriously, “Don’t misunderstand. I’m talking about serious matters.”

“Miss Chengyu and Miss Chengbing, please enter the room.”

Han Zhao turned around and made way for the door.

Lian Chengyu hesitated for a moment before pulling her third sister into the room..