"Master, after the way I treated you before, you still helped me heal my injuries..."

Ma Xiaowei once again felt a deep sense of guilt.

Qin Hao, with a meaningful look in his eyes, got straight to the point and said, "I hope you can keep an eye on that Qi Tianzong for me."

He finished speaking and quietly looked on.

Ma Xiaowei's expression changed several times, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "I will!"

As a member of the Ancient Martial Alliance, reporting to outsiders was undoubtedly a grave betrayal.

Yet, Ma Xiaowei resolutely decided to do so.

Because he had long been captivated by Qin Hao's charisma, and he didn't have the imagined loyalty to the Ancient Martial Alliance.

His parents were once key members of the Alliance, but after their unfortunate sacrifice, the upper echelons didn't even mourn; their first sentence was about replacing their positions.

This very incident caused Ma Xiaowei to feel a barrier against the Alliance in his heart.

"Hmm, this is my number. You can send me a message if you have any updates."

Qin Hao gave his phone number to Ma Xiaowei, looked at the sky, and said, "I have something to do, so I'll be going back first."

"Yes, Master!"

Ma Xiaowei respectfully bowed, and when he looked up again, Qin Hao was nowhere to be seen.

Qin Hao arrived at the underground casino, where Tom, dressed in a suit with slicked-back hair, greeted him with a cigar, "Oh, my dear Boss Hao, you're finally here!"

Qin Hao dodged Tom's enthusiastic embrace and smiled, "I don't like your Western enthusiasm, so Tom, you should keep it to yourself."

He glanced around inside the casino and found that although it was daytime, there were quite a few customers gambling.

"Dear Hao, I think that Thunder God is simply a pig-brained fool. The reputation of this casino has already spread, and yet he only operated at night. After I took over, I changed it to 24-hour operation, and profits increased by a full 50%. Hao, what do you think?"

Tom was filled with pride, offering his accomplishments, and eagerly passed a cigar.

Qin Hao praised, "Well done," and then turned to walk into the office.

Impatiently, Qin Hao made a call to Fatty, asking him to investigate Qi Tianzong's details.

In less than five minutes, Fatty returned the call: "Boss, I've investigated Qi Tianzong thoroughly. He is a descendant of a declining Ancient Martial Family, served in the military when he was young, and is now the deputy head of the Ancient Martial Alliance, holding significant power."

"Is that all? Fatty, are you asking for trouble?"

Hearing Fatty holding back, Qin Hao pretended to playfully scold him.

Fatty chuckled, "Boss, don't worry. I found something interesting. It turns out that the military unit Qi Tianzong served in when he was young is the same as Xiao Lingtian's. In other words, they might have been comrades-in-arms back then?"

"No wonder."

Qin Hao's expression gradually turned cold, "I wondered why this guy looked like he wanted to kill me, turns out he's Xiao Lingtian's good dog."

Thinking of Xiao Lingtian, a murderous intent flashed in Qin Hao's eyes.

The old guy's mind is despicable, a disgrace to the Huaxia Military God, given the chance, I must take his life!

Having learned the facts, Qin Hao hung up the phone and dialed Qin Ling's number, "Sister, why can't I find you after waking up?"

Yesterday the two booked two rooms in a hotel, but Qin Hao couldn't find Qin Ling after waking up.

Qin Ling said, "Brother, I'm currently at Dragon Gate Mountain and will be back in the city soon."

"Oh? You're in the mountains, how about not coming back, I'll come to you now..."

Walking to the bedside, he looked at the sky, clouds still drifted across it, but there was no sign of rain, with a little luck, there might truly be a full moon tonight.

Although Qin Hao wasn't eager for the strongest Gu Poison, he was very curious to see its true face.

However, Qin Ling politely refused, "Brother, you don't need to come. I'm already on my way back, and I have something to tell you."

"Alright then."

The two arranged a meeting place for the evening, and Qin Hao hung up the phone.

At that time, it was noon, and Qin Hao felt a bit hungry, so he called room service to order food.

Twenty minutes later, there was a knock at the door.

Qin Hao walked over to open it, finding a female service attendant with a trolley outside.

The trolley displayed exquisite dishes, both Western and Chinese, their aroma wafting out while Qin Hao's eyes widened and his mouth watered.

"I'm starving; I wonder how it tastes!"

Leaving the attendant aside, he eagerly rubbed his hands together and reached for a dish, intending to grab food directly, lacking in decorum.

It was at this moment that the female attendant, who was slightly lowering her head, suddenly locked her eyes filled with murderous intent on Qin Hao, silently lunging her delicate white hand towards Qin Hao's major artery.

Clang!

The tragic scene in his imagination didn't happen; the attendant's hand didn't reach Qin Hao's major artery but hit a metal serving tray instead.

Qin Hao stepped back, tossed the tray aside, the greed on his face turning into a smile, "Hundred-Change Demon Hand Bi Fan, long time no see."

"How did you recognize me!"

The female attendant had a plain face, her eyes and nose unremarkable, completely different from Bi Fan's former appearance.

Her disguise was meticulously crafted, so much so that she couldn't recognize herself in a mirror.

But Qin Hao, he could see through the disguise?

Qin Hao pulled the trolley over, used a knife and fork to pick up a steak, and after messily tearing and swallowing a large chunk, he casually said, "No matter how good the disguise, it can't hide your overpowering fragrance!"

"You! Shameless!"

Bi Fan's face was flushed with anger, her eyes filled with hatred, but seeing Qin Hao's face turn stiff, her expression quickly turned into a vengeful smile, "Night Emperor, Night Emperor, you're truly blindly arrogant. The steak was laced with 'Immortal Drunk', can you still move?"

Qin Hao could feel an icy poison spreading throughout his body, every organ and limb petrifying and losing control.

The situation was quite bad, yet he calmly smiled, "I was wondering why it tasted so good, turns out it was drugged. But Bi Fan, you failed to kill me multiple times, are you so confident this time?"

Bi Fan sneered, "Facing death, yet you're still stubborn. Night Emperor, I must admit your acting skills impress me even now!"

She took a gentle step forward, but didn't rush to strike.

After all, Night Emperor's infamous title as God of Slaughter was too daunting, dealing with someone like that required utmost caution.

Moreover, she had attempted to assassinate Qin Hao multiple times without success. To be honest, even if he appeared to be immobile due to poison, she wasn't confident of victory.

"I spent months wandering Huaxia just to kill you, but as long as I take your head, I can claim a two-billion-dollar bounty. This deal is well worth it."

Bi Fan said with hatred, as an assassin who had not only failed to eliminate her target but was repeatedly teased and humiliated by him.

For her, it was absolutely intolerable.

Angered, she turned both hands into demonic claws and lunged at Qin Hao.

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