Chapter 222: Chapter 222

His eyes shimmered with a golden glow as he looked toward the Number 13 courtyard.

A black Evil Qi as overwhelming as the midday sun enshrouded the entire courtyard.

The Evil Qi had taken the form of a dragon.

It had coalesced into a Sha Qi Jiao Long, clawing wildly above the courtyard.

Sensing Zhang Xiaohao’s gaze, the Sha Qi Jiao Long suddenly roared at him.

From a distance of several steps, it glared coldly, as if warning Xiaohao not to meddle in its affairs.

"Interesting! It has already unleashed a trace of Spiritual Energy, indeed a precious treasure," Zhang Xiaohao laughed.

He put away the Heavenly Eye, holding a black plastic bag, and stepped into the courtyard.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, the temperature seemed to drop by several degrees instantly.

If the outside was scorching like the midday sun, then this place was cold as snow.

Zhang Xiaohao knocked on the villa’s door.

"It’s you!" a young girl exclaimed as she opened the door.

"Yeah, it’s me! Wife, we meet again," Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.

"Ah! Keep your voice down," Zhao Ling’er urged anxiously.

She rushed out from the villa, covering Zhang Xiaohao’s mouth to stop him from speaking.

Zhang Xiaohao mischievously blinked and licked her palm, which was as smooth as white jade.

"Ah! Jerk! Are you a dog or something?" Zhao Ling’er exclaimed.

"If I were a dog, wife, you would be a bitch!" Zhang Xiaohao replied with a cheeky grin.

The young girl in front of him was the one he had saved behind the woods at Nanhua First Middle School that night.

Zhang Xiaohao hadn’t expected to bump into her here.

"Ling’er, who is it?" a young man about eighteen or nineteen years old came out from the house, asking as a slight smile lingered on his face, his eyes flashing imperceptibly with a cold gleam.

"Hmph! Mind your own business!" Zhao Ling’er retorted coldly.

Leaning close to Zhang Xiaohao’s ear, she whispered in a voice only they could hear.

"I’m warning you, when you go inside, don’t shout anything silly! If you dare, don’t blame me for being rude," Zhao Ling’er threatened.

"Hehe!" Zhang Xiaohao chuckled mischievously.

His right hand swiftly patted her butt.

Leaning near her ear.

"Don’t worry, wife, I won’t shout carelessly!" Zhang Xiaohao said.

"Hmph! Good that you know," she replied.

"If anyone should be shouting, it should be you!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a laugh.

"Hmph!" Zhao Ling’er huffed, pouting her lips as she entered the villa.

Zhang Xiaohao, holding the black plastic bag, walked towards the inside of the villa.

"Stop right there!" Just as he reached the doorway, Zhang Xiaohao was stopped. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹✦𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖✦𝓷𝓮𝓽

Zhu Youcai stood next to Zhang Xiaohao, chillingly saying, "Listen here, kid, you better know your place and not think about a toad lusting after a swan’s flesh!"

"Who are you calling a toad?" Zhang Xiaohao said with amusement.

"I’m talking about you!" Zhu Youcai replied coldly.

"Hmm, I actually think you look quite like a toad," Zhang Xiaohao said seriously.

After saying that, he rudely pushed him aside and strode into the villa.

"Bastard! You dare to mock me! Just you wait, I’ll make sure you pay," Zhu Youcai thought furiously.

He wore a smile as he entered the villa.

"Is that you, Xiaohao?"

In the living room, a middle-aged man with a square face saw Zhang Xiaohao come in and quickly stood up with a smile to greet him.

"It’s me, are you Uncle Zhao?" Zhang Xiaohao smiled back.

"You’re here already, and you brought gifts too!" Zhao Ningyuan said.

"Just a little something, I hope Uncle Zhao won’t disdain it," Zhang Xiaohao replied.

"Yeah! Coming from a poor countryside, and jobs are hard to find these days, making money isn’t easy. Why bring a gift at all!" Zhu Youcai said sarcastically.

Zhao Ningyuan’s brow furrowed unconsciously, looking displeased at the other.

"What’s wrong with being poor? We earn our money with skills, not like some people who live off their ancestors," Zhang Xiaohao retorted.

"You little brat, who are you calling?" Zhu Youcai said angrily.

"I’m talking about you!" Zhang Xiaohao shot back.

"Do you know who my dad is?" Zhu Youcai said with a sneer.

"Who your dad is has nothing to do with me! I definitely couldn’t give birth to trash like you," Zhang Xiaohao cursed bitterly.

"You little bastard, you’re asking for it!" Zhu Youcai yelled furiously.

"Shut up!" Zhao Ningyuan commanded sternly.

"Uncle Zhao, this is between him and me, I hope you won’t interfere!" Zhu Youcai said.

"Uncle Zhao, just sit back and enjoy the show. With trash like him, even if thousands more came, a fart could kill them!" Before Zhao Ningyuan could finish speaking, Zhang Xiaohao stopped him.

"En," Zhao Ningyuan nodded.

"You little punk, daring to call me trash, dare to compete with me!" Zhu Youcai challenged with a sneer.

"How do you want to compare?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.

"As men, naturally, we should solve it the man’s way!" Zhu Youcai replied.

"You want to fight?" Zhang Xiaohao said, touching his nose playfully.

"Are you scared? Afraid?" Zhu Youcai mocked.

"In my dictionary, there’s never been the word ’fear’!" Zhang Xiaohao said seriously.

"Good! Since that’s the case, let’s have it out. Whoever loses must stay away from Ling’er!" Zhu Youcai declared.

"Are you retarded? Ling’er isn’t a piece of property, you think you can just trade her?" Zhang Xiaohao cursed.

"Hmph! Then let’s change it! Whoever loses kneel down and knock their head on the ground three times and call the other ’grandpa’ three times!" Zhu Youcai said with a sneer.

"The forest is big with all kinds of birds, I’ve seen those rushing to die but never those rushing to recognize a grandfather. Kid, does your father know what you’re doing?" Zhang Xiaohao retorted.

"You sharp-tongued scoundrel! If you’re a man, come out with me," Zhu Youcai coldly said.

Having said that, he flung his sleeve and walked toward the outside.

"Uncle Zhao, I’ll step out for a bit," Zhang Xiaohao said.

"En," Zhao Ningyuan nodded, his face looking very unpleasant! If it weren’t for his perfect control over his emotions, he would have kicked Zhu Youcai out already.

Zhang Xiaohao stood up and walked toward the outside.

"You’ve been fooled, he’s a master of free combat! Ordinary five or six strong men are no match for him," Zhao Ling’er said softly.

"Hehe, my sweet wife! Soon, I’ll treat you to a free show," Zhang Xiaohao whispered softly.

Zhu Youcai stood coldly in the courtyard.

"You’ve got guts, kid! Daring to take the woman I’ve set my eyes on, I’ll beat you so bad you’ll be crawling on the ground, kneeling and calling me grandpa," Zhu Youcai said coldly.

"You’re so arrogant, does your mom know?" Zhang Xiaohao coldly laughed.

"Go home and ask your mom!" Zhang Xiaohao cursed.

"Damn! You’re playing me! Let me tell you, I am a master of free combat, even three or five special forces soldiers are no match for me, taking you down is like taking candy from a baby!" Zhu Youcai boasted.