"Boss, I want to become stronger. Even if I die in this chaotic place like Pakistan, I want to experience a real battle of blood and fire. Please, boss, make it happen."

Duke of Thunder stared intently at Ye Hao, hoping that Ye Hao would grant him permission to spend some time in chaotic places like Pakistan. Then he would return and lead a group to Jiangsu and Zhejiang regions. He wanted to mature, to become stronger, not to feel controlled in anyone's palm and remain oblivious to it.

He also wanted his big brother to know that it was Lei Bao who made him Duke of Thunder, and not that Duke of Thunder was toyed with by Lei Bao and became despondent. He wanted to claim what was his and give an explanation to the already defunct War Dragon Hall, to his loyal guards.

"Pakistan is a very dangerous place. Are you sure you don't want to reconsider?" Ye Hao asked.

"I've already died once, so I'm not afraid of dying a second time, boss. I'm kneeling to you because I'm afraid I won't be able to repay your life-saving grace if I die." After saying this, Duke of Thunder knelt down, his knees digging into the sand.

"Get up! None of my brothers are allowed to die." Ye Hao helped Duke of Thunder to stand up.

As Duke of Thunder stood up, that phrase "my brothers are not allowed to die" from Ye Hao filled him with warmth. This recognized leader felt closer to him than his biological brother. He gratefully looked at Ye Hao and said, "Boss, does that mean I can go to Pakistan?"

"Yes! Your life is for you to choose, I can guide the way, but I can't lead you forever. You also have to try walking your own path. Go to the headquarters of Peng City's elite families, find Qin Xiweng, President Qin, and tell him Ye Hao sent you." Ye Hao patted Duke of Thunder's shoulder and let him leave.

Hearing this, Duke of Thunder knelt down once again in respect and said, "Boss, take care of yourself."

Ye Hao nodded and didn't stop him from kneeling. He didn't prevent Duke of Thunder from wanting to show gratitude. Although the two had never fought together, Duke of Thunder was at least someone who turned over a new leaf and corrected his mistakes, so Ye Hao gave him this opportunity, hoping he would cherish the chance to live. On the pinnacle of everyone's life journey, they would have each other's presence.

With Ye Hao's permission, Duke of Thunder went to his yacht on the east side. He had come with four boats, but now he was returning with only one, and even though this felt lonely.

But he figured it out, his journey might truly start from here, and the past should just be seen as a costly lesson learned.

Ye Hao watched Duke of Thunder leave, and when his figure disappeared, called up Qin Xiweng to discuss Duke of Thunder's situation.

Qin Xiweng also expressed sympathy for him and prepared tickets for Duke of Thunder's arrival.

After instructing on matters, Ye Hao went to the southwest beach where more than a dozen people either stood, squatted, or bent over, but the one thing they all had in common was that they were frozen in place.

Besides them were more than twenty others guarding the dozen people, those brought in by Duke of Thunder, now anxiously awaiting their fate.

The more than twenty men under Yan Zhong sat on the beach, clearly bored, pondering why their leader, Yan Zhong, was still immobile, and why he ordered no one to approach him.

Yan Zhong, gaining a little strength by morning, could only warn the sycophantic underling in his mind, marking him as a sure-dead target, but currently, he didn't have the strength to deal with him. Otherwise, he would have hit him directly with a headache-inducing punch.

Ye Hao came over unhurriedly, not worried about those truly armed who watched him.

The underling, who had been flattering Yan Zhong, saw Ye Hao in a pair of shorts, with a leisurely and average look like someone sunbathing, and shouted loudly, "Hey, kid, get lost! This is not a place for you."

The underling's words made Yan Zhong open his eyes, and those struggling to remain still glanced over.

When they saw it was Ye Hao, they were truly scared to death! Yan Zhong internally shouted: Ni Ma, the Evil God is here, and you still dare to curse?

Yan Zhong desperately signaled the underling with his eyes, urging him to stop talking.

But the underling misread the intention, thinking Yan Zhong was worried about being seen humiliated and wanted him to drive the newcomer away.

So he rolled up his sleeves and swaggered towards Ye Hao. Due to his height of only 1.6 meters, he looked somewhat awkward facing Ye Hao.

He even had to lift his head to look at Ye Hao's face.

The underling pointed at Ye Hao's nose and shouted, "You stinkin' kid, don't you understand what the little master is saying?"

Yan Zhong and others were all astonished, as a myriad of Ni Ma stormed across their hearts, trampling their hearts and livers. They mentally cursed this underling's ancestors thoroughly for his stupidity.

Yan Zhong, enduring bodily pain, loudly shouted, "Stop talking, apologize now!"

Hearing this, the underling excitedly thought the boss was going to get angry. That was good, let the boss deal with this punk.

Thus, he pointed at Ye Hao's nose, nearly touching it, and shouted, "Did you hear? My boss told you to apologize and then scram, no nonsense needed."

Amazement! Yan Zhong and the dozen others frozen in place were utterly astounded; this underling was definitely not their underling. If he were, how could he be so absurdly stupid?

"Ah! Ni Ma, I'm going to kill you." Yan Zhong finally couldn't take this punk underling anymore.

The underling, hearing this, became even more excited, laughing heartily, "Did you hear that? My boss said he wants to kill you. Kid, you are done for, you are done for, haha!"

The underlings guarding the dozen people understood the meaning in Yan Zhong's words, staring dumbfounded at the underling pointing at Ye Hao.

"Ni Ma." Yan Zhong, enduring the pain coursing through his bones from his Inner Breath, struggled to stand up.

The underling, seeing this, quickly rushed to support Yan Zhong, bootlicking him, "Boss, boss, are you going to personally deal with him? I'll help you over there."

Yan Zhong weakly raised his right hand and then grabbed the underling's neck.

The underling laughed, "Haha! Boss, you grabbed the wrong person. The stinkin' kid is over there, come, I'll help you get him."

Finishing, the underling, despite Yan Zhong's painful condition, forcefully pushed him step by step towards Ye Hao.

Yan Zhong's face flushed deadly white, as sweat poured out from the agony.

"Ugh~~~" The torment on Yan Zhong's body, combined with the mental breakdown from the night and his agitation, made him weep immediately in front of Ye Hao.

Facing Ye Hao, his legs weakened, and his heart raced.

"Boss, why are you crying? This punk is mocking us, finish him off." (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets; your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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