Asura Emperor Venerable
Chapter 565 Cleaning Begins

Chapter 565: Chapter 565 Cleaning Begins

"Kneel!" Shi Hao looked at Zhou Wenbao with an indifferent tone.

The voice wasn’t loud, but to Zhou Wenbao’s ears, it was filled with bone-chilling coldness that made his knees weaken involuntarily, and he knelt down.

"Do you admit your guilt?" Shi Hao said.

Admit what guilt?

Zhou Wenbao’s face was full of confusion; where had he committed any crime? He was a descendant of the Zhou Family, and whatever he did was natural; how could he possibly be guilty?

Shi Hao gave a glance and said, "Over these years, how many women have you insulted?"

What did he mean by insult?

Zhou Wenbao’s face showed disagreement; he was a descendant of the Zhou Family, and for those women to catch his eye was their honor, and if by any chance they bore the offspring of a dragon, it would be like a fish leaping through Dragon Gate, an utter transformation of their fortunes.

"Over these years, how many people have you killed?" Shi Hao asked again.

Killed?

Countless indeed—sometimes it was because someone had offended him and he sent people for retaliation, other times it was because someone had a beautiful wife or daughter and yet refused to offer them to him, so he had them killed and took the wives and daughters, and sometimes it was simply because he was in a bad mood, or even a good mood, yet he would still kill.

Did it matter all that much?

There were plenty of lowly people in the Sea King Territory; kill a batch and another would spring up, what was there to care about?

"I am the Princely Heir of the Zhou Family, with a chance to inherit the Commandery Prince position that was personally conferred by your Stone Family’s ancient ancestor!" Zhou Wenbao shouted loudly, accustomed to arrogance, even now feeling a bit scared, but still not knowing how to bow his head.

Shi Hao smiled, pressed down on his shoulder, and with a snap, Zhou Wenbao’s knees were crushed, blood splattered, and he screamed miserably, tears streaming out.

This was too painful.

"It hurts to death, quickly get me a doctor!" Zhou Wenbao called out.

Shi Hao continued patting Zhou Wenbao’s shoulder, each pat causing his body to sink a bit further into the hard pavement, and his bones to shatter one by one, causing his tears and snot to run in streams.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" He screamed incessantly, cold sweat pouring out uncontrollably, in indescribable agony.

"Compared to the pain you’ve inflicted on others, this is truly insignificant," Shi Hao said coldly, yet his hands did not stop, continuing to press Zhou Wenbao down until only his head remained above ground.

"Those were just lowly people; a thousand, ten thousand deaths—how do they compare to me? They’re not even worth one of my fingers!" Even at this point, Zhou Wenbao still showed no sign of remorse, instead finding Shi Hao’s considerations for the lowly people odd, taking it as strange that Shi Hao would stand up for them.

What are lowly people? They are worth no more than a measly life.

After a few more pats from Shi Hao, half of Zhou Wenbao’s torso was buried in the ground, reaching out proved difficult for him, so he switched to using his feet instead, and with a few kicks, Zhou Wenbao was left with only his head sticking out.

"This is the Zhou Family’s territory, how dare you treat me like this, I will make you pay! I swear it! I swear it!" Zhou Wenbao shouted, pain reaching its peak, he was no longer pleading for mercy.

He hated and was determined to avenge himself on Shi Hao, even getting an impulse to take a risk and kill Shi Hao.

"Envoy, that’s about enough," an Official Post official said cautiously from the side.

This was truly an immortal battle leaving havoc for the mortals below.

On one side was the Commandery Prince’s heir, on the other the Envoy; he couldn’t afford to provoke either side, but he knew that any issue with either side would leave him responsible, inevitably to be punished.

So, his heart was pounding with fear, his body trembling incessantly.

"If you have the guts, kill me!" Zhou Wenbao was still defiant, his bones carrying a rebellious nature.

"Fine!" Shi Hao nodded, stomped down, and with a sound, Zhou Wenbao’s head burst open, a mess of red and white splattered everywhere.

Hiss!

The official gasped, his breathing stalling for a moment as he collapsed onto the ground.

It’s over, all is lost, Zhou Wenbao actually died in his own post station, he is certainly doomed.

Shi Hao gave a faint smile, he came to manage the Sea King Territory, and since he was to govern, he intended to do it thoroughly.

If the Zhou Family refused to obey, erasing them was an option.

Although he was a descendant of the Shi Family, he felt no sense of belonging to the Stone Clan, and naturally, he did not take Shi Fengxiao’s promise of years past to heart.

Besides, he was not committing evil but eliminating pests.

After the courier was lost in a daze for a while, he quietly withdrew, whether he began to flee for his life or went to inform the Zhou Family was unknown.

Shi Hao did not care, having killed Zhou Wenbao, he had naturally prepared to make a big move.

Before long, a noisy commotion was heard from outside, then a middle-aged man strode in, followed by a band of martial artists clad in armor.

Why describe them as martial artists rather than soldiers?

Because these people lacked the discipline of soldiers, disorderly and without a sense of unity.

Therefore, they were just armored martial artists.

The middle-aged man’s gaze swept over the corpses on the ground, his expression turning even colder, he said to Shi Hao, "You are the envoy from Stone Country, my Zhou Family has treated you with nothing but courtesy, why have you killed our clan member?"

Shi Hao merely glanced at him and replied indifferently, "Killed him I have, why all the nonsense?"

"The old ancestor of the Shi Family personally promised to grant the Sea King Territory to my Zhou Family forever, do you kill here without regard for the words of the Shi Family’s old ancestor?" the middle-aged man said grimly.

Shi Hao smiled, "I am a descendant of the Shi Family, do you dare to touch me?"

Damn!

The middle-aged man cursed inwardly, how had the tables turned?

In the past, no matter what special envoy the Shi Family sent, the Zhou Family’s response was always so shameless: I am a descendant of the Zhou Family, do you dare to touch me?

If you touch me, you defy the ancestral instructions, and it is an act of great treason!

But now Shi Hao had played this card first, equally potent.

The Shi Family refrained from harming the Zhou Family because of the ancestral instructions, but how could the Zhou Family dare to act against the Shi Family?

This was an act of insubordination, even suggestive of rebellion, allowing the Shi Family to completely justify sending troops to annihilate them.

The Zhou Family knew all too well that the bonds of old brotherhood were no more in this era, the Shi Family had long wanted to reclaim the Sea King Territory but no one dared to make a move because of the ancestral instructions.

Therefore, the Zhou Family could not possibly give the Shi Family any pretext.

"Hmph, you brazenly committed murder, the law will not tolerate this!" said the middle-aged man coldly, he was Zhou Qi’s third son, Zhou Wenbin.

Shi Hao could not help but laugh, "You violators of the law are actually talking to me about justice, are you joking with me?"

Zhou Wenbin could no longer contain his fury and waved his hand, saying, "Seize this man!"

Then he added, "Do not harm him if possible!"

This man, he wanted to personally escort to the Imperial Capital, and then wail about how insolent he was, forcing the Stone Clan to take action themselves.

The Zhou Family must not give the Shi Family an opportunity to intervene.

"Alrighty," nodded the "soldiers" behind Zhou Wenbin, each one nonchalant and careless.

They stepped out and surrounded Shi Hao.