Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
PrevPage Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 9 If you draw your sword, you will definitely die(2/2)

Qin Hao was too lazy to pay attention to him and continued to walk forward on his horse. When he came to the city gate, a group of soldiers stopped Qin Hao.

"If you don't want to get off your horse if the city gate is very important."

Qin Hao glanced at a man in luxurious clothes sitting at the gate of the city. At first glance, this man seemed to have a good background. Although he did not hug him, there was a young swordsman holding a sword next to him.

It is caused by the fluctuations of Qi of an eighth-grade master.

"Brother, do everyone have to dismount when they arrive in the capital?"

Seeing Qin Hao talking to him, the man in fine clothes laughed: "There are so many people here, why are you asking me?"

"It seems that you are the one with the highest status here, so you must know more." Qin Haoruo said pointedly.

Wang Qinian, who had been following Qin Hao, saw the man in fine clothes, his expression changed, and he slipped away quietly.

Before the man in the attire could speak, the swordsman beside him had a cold look in his eyes. He was about to say something, but the man in the attire stopped him with his hand.

"If you are a commoner, you will naturally have to dismount for inspection, but if you are a prominent family in the capital, these soldiers cannot afford to offend you, so they will naturally be allowed to go."

Qin Hao smiled calmly when he heard this, turned to the soldiers who stopped him and said, "As the son of the Minister of Justice, do you think you can afford to offend me with this status?"

The soldier's expression changed when he heard this, and he quickly and respectfully moved out of the way: "I hope that Young Master Haihan is too young to be blind..."

"Ignorant is not guilty. Can I leave now?"

"Master, please."

Just when Qin Hao was about to pass the man in rich clothes on horseback, the swordsman guarding him could no longer hold back: "Bold..."

"If you draw the sword, you will definitely die. If you don't believe it, try it." Qin Hao said lightly.

The guarding swordsman's eyes narrowed, and he stretched out his hand to draw his sword. The man in fine clothes shouted: "Xie Bian, don't act out of emotion, you are no match for him."

As soon as the name Xie Bian came out, Qin Hao also confirmed the identity of the man in the attire. This man was obviously the second prince.

"Your Highness..." Xie Bian's eyes turned red. If it hadn't been for the second prince's order, he would have drawn his sword to defend his dignity even if he knew he was defeated.

This time, Your Highness, Qin Hao could no longer pretend to be stupid. He got off his horse and cupped his fists at the second prince and raised his hands: "I have met the second prince."
Chapter completed!
PrevPage Index    Favorite Next