"Thanks for the trouble, Marshal Juzi. Bringing the White Tiger Duke here saved me some effort," Huo Yuhao said calmly after exchanging a few pleasantries with Juzi.
The smile on Juzi's face now carried a hint of flattery. "You're too kind, sir. Honestly, now that the Holy War has ended, someone with your contributions deserves the service of every citizen in the Sun Moon Empire." After hearing Luan Feng's assessment of Huo Yuhao's terrifying realm, she realized that her so-called husband, Emperor Xu Tiannan, was utterly insignificant.
Huo Yuhao chuckled softly. "I'm already growing a little impatient. Marshal Juzi, have everyone leave the tent except for you. Your grudge against him, and my personal vendetta, should be resolved today."
Juzi nodded obediently. "Grandmother, generals, please grant us some privacy."
Luan Feng glanced at Juzi with concern. As her personal guard, she naturally worried about her being alone with a Titled Douluo like Dai Hao. But in front of the Chief Designer's orders, even as a Level 94 Titled Douluo and a Class 9 Soul Engineer, she had no room for objection.
Precisely because Huo Yuhao, whose cultivation had reached an unfathomable level, was present, Luan Feng finally felt at ease. She obeyed and left the command tent.
Once everyone else had exited, Huo Yuhao slowly walked up to the kneeling Dai Hao and looked down on him from above.
Dai Hao lifted his head, wanting to see the true face of the mysterious Chief Designer of the Sun Moon Empire. But as soon as he saw him clearly, his eyes turned red, and his expression filled with uncontainable fury.
"You! It's you!!"
Huo Yuhao's expression remained cold. "Yes, it's me. What's wrong? Missing your son, Dai Huabin?"
Dai Hao's eyes burned red with rage. "You dare to speak his name… I'll kill you! I must kill you!" The moment he lost control, he attempted to rise, to summon his martial soul and strike down the one who had murdered his beloved son.
From behind Huo Yuhao, Juzi sensed Dai Hao's murderous intent and narrowed her eyes slightly. 'Chief Designer… this is the current White Tiger Douluo of the Star Luo Empire. Can you really suppress him?'
The next moment gave her the answer.
"Kneel."
Just as Dai Hao tried to rise, Huo Yuhao spoke flatly. His tone allowed no resistance. It was the authority of a true sovereign—before a king, all must submit.
Dai Hao was instantly slammed to the ground by an invisible force. Even with the full might of his strength-type martial soul, he couldn't move an inch in defiance of that command.
"You—!"
"Silence."
Another command from the sovereign rendered Dai Hao mute. The fury and helplessness in his heart were overwhelming, yet he could say nothing.
He looked up, unable to move or speak, staring at Huo Yuhao's ice-cold expression. His eyes were full of rage, but also confusion and fear. 'What kind of power is this... one where words become law?'
"Lower your head." Now Dai Hao didn't even have the right to look upon Huo Yuhao.
Seeing the broken man before him, Huo Yuhao nodded in satisfaction. "Good. This way, you might behave for once, dear father."
Although he couldn't see Dai Hao's face, Huo Yuhao could clearly feel his disbelief and absurdity upon hearing the words 'father.'
"Huo Yun'er. That's my mother's name. It's been so many years… surely you haven't forgotten, have you, my beloved father?"
A tremor passed through Dai Hao's heart. 'Yun'er… how could I forget? Huo Yuhao… Huo Yun'er… Father… Could it be…?'
"Now, you may speak." Huo Yuhao lifted the restriction.
Still unable to lift his head, Dai Hao shouted anxiously, "You! You and Yun'er… what's your relationship?" As his voice faltered, guilt and shame flooded his tone.
Huo Yuhao sneered. "The people of the Star Luo Empire praise the White Tiger Duke for being faithful, for taking no concubines, for having no harem. Who would have imagined you were the kind of scum who abandoned a woman after using her? You left my mother and me, your bastard son, to live in the duke's residence, bullied and abused."
"Dai Hao… do you know why I dared to kill your precious son in front of your eyes during the Elite Tournament of Continental Advanced Soul Masters?"
"Because that so-called noble son of yours, who no one called a bastard, was more of a beast than you! My mother and I were tormented in that manor, treated worse than the servants. When my mother became sick from malnutrition, your son—relying on the duchess's power—had his servants beat us bloody for trying to sneak a bun from the kitchen."
"She suffered in body and soul, and eventually, she couldn't take it anymore. From that day on, I swore I would have revenge."
"Killing your beast of a son was the first step. Helping the Sun Moon Empire develop and destroy your beloved country was the second. And now, here you are, this worthless remnant of a fallen nation, kneeling in front of me, tasting the pain of losing a son, losing a country, and being tormented by your own guilt—that's the third step."
"I won't kill you, Dai Hao. After all, you are technically my biological father, though only in name. I'll let you rot in a prison cell in the Sun Moon Empire, tortured by everything you've lost."
"Marshal Juzi, I'll leave Dai Hao's punishment to you. Just don't kill him. Do whatever else you please. Because right now, death would be a relief for him. Isn't that right?"
Juzi's eyes burned with fervor as she stared at Huo Yuhao's retreating figure. "As you command, Chief Designer."
Huo Yuhao nodded slightly, ignoring the kneeling Dai Hao, who had been rendered completely speechless. He left the command tent without looking back.
"Death God Douluo, Ye Xishui… so you're my martial aunt, huh?"
Evil Demon Forest, Headquarters of the Holy Spirit Cult.
Huo Yuhao strode boldly into the forbidden domain, completely fearless as he gazed at the skeletal throne. Upon it sat the most terrifying Evil Soul Master in the entire continent, the Supreme Pontiff of the Holy Spirit Cult.
(End of Chapter)
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