“Blargh!”
Liang Shaohui’s eyes widened with disbelief as he puked out fresh blood.
In addition to disbelief, his eyes also displayed fear and hopelessness.
“No, no…”
Liang Shaohui clutched at the golden thread now embedded in his chest. At the end of the golden thread was a black dagger that had already pierced deep into his heart.
Liang Shaohui tried to speak but only found it more difficult to breathe, as if something was stuck in his throat and preventing him from being able to talk.
At last, Liang Shaohui fell to the floor with open eyes.
Until the moment of his death, Liang Shaohui could not understand why Su Han dared to kill him. How could someone in a small place like the Far Mountain Province dare to do such a thing?
Whoosh!
Su Han waved his hand and the golden thread immediately returned. The dagger vibrated slightly, and all the blood on it suddenly disappeared.
The dagger was made by Su Han. Although it was crafted with limited materials, it could be classified as a high quality silver grade weapon.
In the context of the Far Mountain Province, high quality silver grade weapons were considered extremely valuable.
However, at this moment, no one had their attention on the dagger. Instead, everyone’s gaze was directed at Su Han, filled with disbelief.
Even Xiao Yuhui!
“You… you killed him?”
Finally, someone broke the silence, and an uproar rang out within the hall.
“That’s the Liang Clan’s Young Master from Yunyang County City!”
“If word gets out that Liang Shaohui died in my Xiao Clan, then the Xiao Clan will be doomed!”
“Even if the First Miss is an inner elder at the Frost Cloud Sect, the Liang Clan also has an inner disciple there and is much stronger than our Xiao Clan. What do we do?”
Waves of anxious voices rang out, but nobody dared to criticize Su Han. They simply didn’t know what to do.
“Su Han!”
At this moment, Xiao Yuhui said, “How could you be so rash? No matter what, this is still the Xiao Clan. Can’t you tell us beforehand if you’re going to kill somebody?”
“So what if I told you?”
Su Han glanced at Xiao Yuhui indifferently. “If I had not killed Liang Shaohui, a person like him would only think that we are scared of him and become even more presumptuous.”
“No matter what, he’s still the young master of the Liang Clan. You have brought great trouble to our Xiao Clan by killing him!” Xiao Yuhui said anxiously.
“What do you want to do, then? Are you going to banish my father and me again like the Su Clan did?” Su Han said calmly.
“No!”
Xiao Yuran immediately rushed over and held onto Su Han’s arm. “Li’l Su Han is my husband. I will not allow anyone to banish him!”
“I didn’t say I was going to banish him.”
Xiao Yuhui pursed her lips. Then, she took a deep breath and said, “Su Han isn’t entirely wrong for this. Liang Shaohui did deserve to be killed for acting so presumptuously. However, you killed him too rashly and without any considerations.”
“I don’t think what he did was rash. Liang Shaohui is nothing more than a pervert. Li’l Su Han killed him because he had the ability to.”
Xiao Yuran revealed a proud look. She had a sort of blind admiration for Su Han.
“Let’s stop the news from spreading first,” Xiao Hengshan said heavily.
Everyone nodded. The Frost Cloud Sect was about to begin their recruitment. The longer the delay, the better.
Moreover, Su Han would definitely gather attention from the Frost Cloud Sect, given his talents. By then, even if the Liang Clan knew it was Su Han who had killed Liang Shaohui, what more could they do?
Su Mingxuan and Su Minghui had been standing there with dropped jaws. Hearing Xiao Hengshan’s words, they panicked and tried to rush out of the hall.
However, at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.
“Su Han, what… What are you going to do?” Their expressions quickly changed.
They were completely convinced that Su Han was capable of killing them. Su Han had even dared to kill Liang Shaohui, let alone them.
“What do you think?”
Su Han looked at the two and said calmly, “Do you remember what you said when we were in the Su Clan?”
Su Mingxuan’s and Su Minghui’s hearts beat maniacally as they quickly took a step back.
Su Mingxuan turned to look at Xiao Hengshan and said, “Grand Patriarch, we were only forced by Liang Shaohui; there was really no other way! You know… the Liang Clan is so strong and powerful. How can we dare to disobey their orders?”
Xiao Hengshan rolled his eyes and pretended not to have heard them.
Seeing this, Su Mingxuan turned and said to Xiao Yuhui, “First Miss, I swear I won’t tell anyone about this. If I do, then I’ll be hit by a thunderstorm!”
Xiao Yuhui shook her head and also pretended not to hear them.
The two were utterly devastated until they caught a glimpse of Su Yunming, who had been sitting there all this time.
Bam!
Su Mingxuan kneeled immediately and kowtowed to him several times as he yelled miserably, “Fourth Uncle, don’t let Su Han kill us, please! No matter what, we’re all still from the same Su Clan and we all share the same blood. For the sake of the Su Clan, please spare us!”
“You two are hopeless.” That was all Su Yunming said as he shook his head.
At this moment, Su Han had slowly approached the two of them.
With each step Su Han took, the two trembled even more with pale faces, as if Su Han was stepping on their hearts.
“Su Han, we’re brothers!” Su Minghui yelled as he wiped away his snot and tears.
“Brothers? Hahaha…”
Su Han laughed out loud. “Why didn’t you say that we were brothers in the Fiend Beast Mountain Range? Why didn’t you say that we were brothers in the Su Clan? Why didn’t you say that we were brothers before Liang Shaohui died?!”
“I admit that I have been harsh with my actions. However, I truly regret it now. If only you could spare me this one time, I’ll go back to our clan and beg Father to let you come back. You’re still a member of our Su Clan,” Su Minghui said anxiously.
“You think I’m willing to go back to the Su Clan?”
Su Han revealed a look of disdain. “I had warned the two of you that if you did one more thing that displeases me, I would definitely take your lives. But it looks like you have not taken my words seriously.”
Whoosh!
Su Mingxuan and Su Minghui were still trying to look for excuses, but Su Han had already lost his patience.
With a swing of a hand, the golden thread and dagger appeared once again and began circling Su Minghui’s neck like two beams of light. Then, as if it was being guided, the dagger suddenly stabbed into Su Mingxuan’s forehead.
“No! No!”
Seeing Su Mingxuan die, Su Minghui was filled with desperation.
With Su Han’s flick of a wrist, the golden thread that had been circling Su Minghui suddenly pulled back violently.
Fresh, red blood started to spill out from Su Minghui’s neck.
After a short while, Su Minghui’s head landed on the ground, his eyes still wide open. Everyone’s pupils constricted at the grisly sight.