Chapter 291: Chapter 291

"Here, take this!" Zhang Xiaohao said.

He casually tossed over a crude cloth bag.

"My lord, what is this?" Sun Dafu asked, puzzled.

Curiously sizing up the worn cloth bag in his hands, he looked for a long time but couldn’t discern any significance to it.

"Squeeze a drop of blood onto it and try," Zhang Xiaohao reminded.

"Alright," Sun Dafu nodded in response.

He pulled a dagger from behind his back and slashed his finger, letting drops of crimson blood fall onto the crude cloth bag.

"..." Zhang Xiaohao was speechless.

He had told him to squeeze a drop of blood onto it; this guy went ahead and slashed his finger.

Does this guy think blood is free or what!

"Ah! My lord, this, this is a storage bag?" Sun Dafu said excitedly.

"You recognize it?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.

"I do not!" Sun Dafu replied truthfully.

"Then how did you know it’s called a storage bag?" Zhang Xiaohao asked, puzzled.

"I read about it in an incomplete ancient book before. It’s said that in ancient times, powerful cultivators had a kind of personal treasure with internal space to store things," Sun Dafu explained.

"Alright, do not let anyone know about this thing, keep it to yourself, got it?" Zhang Xiaohao said sternly.

"Please rest assured, my lord. Even in death, I will ensure this secret rots in my heart," Sun Dafu promised solemnly.

"Alright," Zhang Xiaohao nodded.

After giving a few more instructions, he headed outside.

He arrived at the company building at exactly nine-thirty.

At the entrance of the company building, a fair-faced man in a black suit stood, his glossy hairstyle standing upright. Behind him were placed bunches of loving red roses.

Looking at the quantity, there were at least nine hundred and ninety-nine roses.

The fair-faced man’s complexion looked exceedingly bad at the moment.

He had come over since yesterday afternoon, and the red roses had already been replaced for the second batch.

However, up until now, he hadn’t even entered the company’s main gate.

He was blocked by Qu Shenyue and a group of security guards.

"I repeat once more, step aside!" the fair-faced man said with a dark expression.

He had thought that with Zhang Xiaohao, that bastard, not around, no one would be able to stop him from getting Cheng Tianxue.

Who the hell could have thought, plans can never keep up with changes.

Just when his wooing plans were all set, the moment he got to the Bai Xue Company entrance, he was f*cking stopped by these damn security guards.

"Wow! You’ve got some nerve, little boy! You even dare to threaten me," Qu Shenyue scoffed with a cold laugh.

"Whoo!" Zhou Pengfei took a deep breath.

His gaze grew colder, "You want to die, huh?"

"Yeah! I indeed want to die, but I want to die feeling great! Great from being on your sister’s belly," Qu Shenyue bragged arrogantly.

"You motherf*cker dare to curse me!" Zhou Pengfei raged.

Qu Shenyue swung a heavy slap across his b*tch face.

Immediately following, he kicked up a leg, hitting Zhou Pengfei’s lower abdomen, and knocked him to the ground.

"F*ck! Little bastard, with your cowardly manner! You still want to threaten me? You didn’t even ask about my past, did you? If I told you, it would scare you to death!" Qu Shenyue cursed angrily.

"You’re asking for it!" Zhou Pengfei said coldly as he climbed up from the ground.

"Haha! I already said I would die a pleasurable death with your sister, why the hell do you keep harping on this one issue!" Qu Shenyue cursed loudly.

Zhou Pengfei coldly rubbed his fists and palms together, a series of wrist cracking sounds followed.

"Well, well! The little bastard wants to fight, does he? Brothers, let’s give this ignorant fool a warm welcome." Qu Shenyue said with a cold laugh.

As his voice fell, five or six security guards quickly surrounded Zhou Pengfei, trapping him in the middle.

"A bunch of trash, since you’re looking to die, I’ll grant your wish!" A fierce light flashed in Zhou Pengfei’s eyes as he spoke.

A faint Evil Qi emanated from his body as he made his move.

"Hmm?" Zhang Xiaohao frowned. Follow current novels on 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭⚫𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦⚫𝘯𝘦𝘵

As an assassin, he was extremely sensitive to Evil Qi.

He took a careful look at Zhou Pengfei, noting his vigorous Qi and blood! Although well concealed, Zhang Xiaohao still detected it.

Once the fight started, Qu Shenyue and his men would probably be no match for him.

"Go to hell!" Zhou Pengfei snorted coldly, ready to take care of Qu Shenyue and his group.

"Try moving!" A faint voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Zhou Pengfei had already charged forward, his fist was already swinging, and it was only an inch away from Qu Shenyue’s face.

Hearing that annoying voice, he forcibly stopped.

Turning his head, he saw Zhang Xiaohao walking over with his hands in his pockets and a casual stroll.

"It’s you!" Zhou Pengfei said through clenched teeth.

"Damn it! You come here pretending to be the big bad wolf? You even dare to call out Mr. Zhang’s name so casually, go die!" Qu Shenyue cursed angrily.

With a swift kick, he landed a blow on Zhou Pengfei’s groin.

"Oh!" A cold grunt came from Zhou Pengfei’s mouth.

Immediately after, Zhou Pengfei’s body rolled backward.

His hands clutched at his groin, sweat dripping down from the pain.

Luckily for him, he was no ordinary person, and even though Qu Shenyue had kicked him with full force, it didn’t cause any real damage.

"Showing off too much and got your balls busted?" Zhang Xiaohao asked chuckling.

"How come you’re here? I thought you were dead?" Zhou Pengfei said through his teeth.

"Oh! How did you know I was already dead? Could it be that you were the one who stabbed me in the back?" Zhang Xiaohao said, squinting his eyes.

"Hmph! That’s old news in Jianghu, who doesn’t know by now!" Zhou Pengfei argued.

"Really? Seems like I’ve got quite the reputation. Quietly making the hot search again." Zhang Xiaohao said with a shrug.

Enduring the pain between his legs, Zhou Pengfei stood up from the ground.

He gave Zhang Xiaohao a cold look, then turned the same frosty gaze to Qu Shenyue and the others.

"You’ve got guts, kid! I’ll remember this kick today. Hope you’re careful when you walk at night!"

After dropping this threatening line, Zhou Pengfei intended to leave.

"Wait!" Zhang Xiaohao said lightly.

"Zhang, what do you want?" Zhou Pengfei asked, clenching his teeth.

His fist was clenched tight, and his fierce gaze seemed as if he wanted to devour Zhang Xiaohao whole.

"What’s with these roses on the ground?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.

"Hmph!" Zhou Pengfei snorted with dignity and turned his head away.

"Mr. Zhang, this guy came looking for Mr. Cheng. Since yesterday afternoon, he has been bringing this bunch of lousy flowers but got stopped by me," Qu Shenyue explained.

"Is that so?" Zhang Xiaohao said with an amused smile.

"Yes, Mr. Zhang! This guy was quite arrogant! Driving a beat-up car, he thought he was all that just because he put a golden little cow on the hood. But I gave him a good beating," Qu Shenyue said.

Zhang Xiaohao followed his gaze.

He caught sight of a golden supercar.

"That’s called a Lamborghini, not a golden little cow!" Zhang Xiaohao said, exasperated.