Invincible Immortal Cultivator in the City
Chapter 156 - 155: I, Lin Hao, Don’t Need Anyone’s Protection

Chapter 156: Chapter 155: I, Lin Hao, Don’t Need Anyone’s Protection

Ye Liangsi fell to the ground, his body twitching, blood pooling all around.

Before him, the figure advanced two steps, crouched down, and pulled the knife out of Ye Liangsi’s body.

The knife was dyed crimson with blood, sealing Ye Liangsi’s fate once and for all.

After that, the dark figure finally emerged from the dim alley, and under the faint light, his face gradually became visible.

He was an old man in his fifties or sixties, with a high, hooked nose, a somewhat pale complexion, sinister-looking eyes, and a lean frame, all skin and bones. All in all, he resembled an extremely vicious dog.

"So, you’ve finally decided to show yourself." Lin Hao watched him, as if he had anticipated this, and sneered.

"It seems you knew I was here," the old man said with a somewhat raspy and deep voice.

"I not only know you’re here, but I also know who you are." Lin Hao gripped the Spirit Sword in his hand, "You’re here for it."

"At the auction, you must have been in one of the other Emperor Level private rooms. You didn’t buy anything from start to finish."

"Because that wasn’t your purpose at all. You were there to sell, not buy."

"You stole the Cold Blade, intending to auction it off for a hefty price before seizing it back. Am I right... Song Decai?"

As the name Song Decai left Lin Hao’s lips, the old man’s body shuddered, his malicious gaze filled with shock: "You know me?"

Of course, Lin Hao knew.

Everything he had said wasn’t a shot in the dark. In his previous life, the Cold Blade had never fallen into the hands of Mingyang Sect but instead had always been in the possession of the Song Family of Jiangbei.

The Song Family was a colossal clan in Jiangbei, far more formidable than the Yu Family of Binhai. Even in front of the Song Family, the Xu Family was insignificant.

Even Mingyang Sect couldn’t compare with the Song Family.

Such a behemoth could almost control the fate of the entire Jiangbei. With merely a word from them, any person in Jiangbei could vanish, any conglomerate, enterprise, or factory could collapse.

That was the power of the Song Family.

Cold Blade wasn’t someone else’s; it belonged to the Song Family!

In his past life, when he became involved with the Song Family, it was five years later, and at that time Cold Blade was still with them and not at Mingyang Sect.

Initially, Lin Hao hadn’t thought too much about it, but when Song Decai followed him quietly, he pieced together all of the prior events and their outcomes.

Today, even if Lin Hao had not intervened, Ye Liangsi, Tian Shuang, and Yi Lingchuan would still have died.

As Yu Shilong had said, the Cold Blade was a hot potato, not something just anyone was qualified to wield.

"Song Decai, the steward of the Song Family. Besides you, who else could have taken the Cold Blade out of the Song Family?" Lin Hao staunched the bleeding of the wound in his palm using Primordial Qi, and then spoke calmly.

"Heh," Song Decai gave a sardonic chuckle, "Since you know, hand it over to me, then blind yourself and cut out your own tongue, and I might spare your life."

Raising an eyebrow, Lin Hao replied: "Do you really think if I blinded my eyes and cut out my tongue, no one would speak of tonight’s event?"

"You’re wrong. You’re not the only one who followed me here tonight."

"What?" Song Decai’s pupils contracted sharply, "Who else is there? Show yourself!"

"Brother Song, long time no see." No sooner had his voice faded than a figure emerged from a small alley.

The newcomer was a middle-aged man dressed in a black suit, with a robust build and a serene demeanor. He looked at Song Decai and smiled, "Isn’t it a bit beneath you to bully a junior like this?"

"Huh, I wonder who it could be. Turns out it’s you. So, you plan on intervening in today’s matters?" Song Decai asked with a dark snicker, "What’s this young man to you?"

"He has nothing to do with me, but my lady is involved with him. The family has promised the young lady that we can’t let anything happen to him. Our original aim was to drive away the people from Mingyang Sect, but I didn’t expect..." The middle-aged man walked up to Lin Hao’s side, stopping, then shifted his tone, "I’d ask Brother Song to do me this favor, otherwise, it wouldn’t look good for either of us."

"Alright, I’ll give Lan Louming’s plea some respect," Song Decai let out a strange laugh, "But first, you have to make him hand over the Cold Blade."

"If he refuses, I’ll have no choice but to take action myself."

"Kid, give it to him," Lan Louming looked at Lin Hao, "It’s a bit troublesome to start a fight with him."

"Someone from the Xiyue family?" Lin Hao looked at Lan Louming, and at this moment, he finally understood the words the Bentley’s driver had said to him.

For his safety, Lan Xiyue had traded her freedom to find someone to protect him, fearing that the people from Mingyang Sect would make a move on him.

"Silly girl, I need no protection." Lin Hao sighed to himself.

"Hmm, Lan Xiyue is indeed our young miss," Lan Louming reluctantly replied, "Since you recognize this guy and know how powerful the Song Family is, wouldn’t you hold onto Cold Blade in vain? Why not give it back to him?"

"Thanks for your good intentions," Lin Hao’s mouth curled into a slight arc, "But once something ends up in Lin Hao’s hands, there’s no reason to give it back."

As these words came out, both Lan Louming and Song Decai frowned at the same time.

"Kid, would you rather suffer the consequences than accept a toast?" Song Decai’s eyes revealed a ferocity, he must get the sword back; if the Song Family noticed the disappearance of Cold Blade, he certainly would not survive, "If you don’t return it, you might end up dead here today. Better think it through."

"Lin Hao, give it back to him. If it really comes to a fight, I might not be his match," Lan Louming’s eyes flashed with repulsion, not expecting Lin Hao to be so disobedient.

"If you are not his match, then..."

"I’ll take action myself!"

"Clang!"

In the instant he spoke, Lin Hao suddenly made his move, without any prior indication, before he could finish the latter half of his sentence, Cold Blade in his hand had already struck.

Cold Blade, in the hands of Lin Hao, was like a totally different sword from when it was in Ye Liangsi’s hands, shining with a blinding golden light, unbearable to gaze upon directly.

A single sword strike.

A simple and direct sword strike, accompanied by a piercing whistling of the wind, was as fast as thunder, striking towards Song Decai.

"Pfft!"

Without any hindrance, Cold Blade sliced through Song Decai’s chest as if cutting through mud.

Song Decai’s body shook, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"You..." Blood spilled from his mouth as he stared straight at Lin Hao.

From Lin Hao’s strike to the sword piercing Song Decai’s body, there was less than a second’s time; in this one second, Song Decai had no chance to resist.

Just one second before, he would never have imagined Lin Hao daring to make a move on him.

And he would have never thought that the sword, in Lin Hao’s hands, could exert such power and break through his defenses!

"I know what you want to say. Why could a man at the peak of Martial Artist break through your defenses, right?"

Lin Hao holding the sword hilt, spoke calmly, "The Spirit Sword in the hands of Mingyang Sect is like a toy in the hand of a three-year-old child."

"But in my hands, it’s a sharp tool for killing."

"You all, do not understand swords."

Having said that, Lin Hao withdrew Cold Blade.

Song Decai fell to the ground as if on cue, collapsing limply.

Lan Louming’s eyes went blank, stunned like a wooden chicken, his heart stirred with an upheaval of shock, looking at Song Decai on the ground without being able to snap back to reality for a long while.

Lin Hao did not say much more, he retrieved Cold Blade and turned to walk out of the alley. At the same time, without turning his head, he spoke with a hint of coldness:

"Lan Louming, go back and tell your family that on the day Lan Xiyue gets married, I will personally make a trip there. No matter who she is marrying and how strong he is, I will take her away."

"I, Lin Hao, do not need anyone’s protection."

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