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This is Huo Yuhao's second martial spirit——
ice!
He is also a rare holder of twin martial spirits!
Since when, chewing ice cubes became Huo Yuhao's habit to force himself to stay calm.
brush--
I heard the sound of heavy footsteps stepping on the wet grass and soil behind me, and I seemed to be able to feel the heaviness in the heart of the owner of the footsteps.
Huo Yuhao snorted coldly. He knew who the person was without turning around. He said in a sarcastic tone:
"What a rare guest~"
"What brings you here?"
"Your Excellency, Duke White Tiger?"
Chapter 2 Father and Son
The man was tall, about two meters tall. He was wearing short sleeves, revealing the strong and terrifying muscles in his arms. A large cape hung down behind him, which was the symbol of a general in the Xingluo army.
His tough face, chiseled with swords and axes, was filled with an aura of majesty without even being angry, and the faint murderous air he exuded made everyone who looked at him subconsciously believe that this steel-like man was a soldier who had been through many battles and experienced life and death.
However, even such a majestic man, with every step he took closer, the murderous aura emanating from him gradually disappeared, and was replaced by the tenderness and love between the two children.
He braved the increasingly heavy rain, walked to the tombstone, squatted down beside Huo Yuhao with his majestic figure, and placed the bunch of yellow and white chrysanthemums in his hand on the ground.
He is Huo Yuhao’s biological father in this life, Duke of White Tiger, Dai Hao.
Huo Yuhao did not consciously regard him as his father, but asked calmly: "Sir Duke White Tiger, why is he here instead of commanding the war at the front line?"
Duke Baihu did not stand up, but remained crouching. He answered, "There are not so many wars this year. We have temporarily signed a ceasefire agreement. And..."
He looked at the tombstone in front of him affectionately, reached out and gently stroked the three words "Huo Yun'er" on the tombstone, wiping away the rain water on it.
"Today is Yun'er's seventh day. I must come back to see her."
Does Douluo Continent also talk about the seventh day?
Huo Yuhao didn’t think much about it and just snorted disdainfully.
"Hey, just pretending."
"What did you do early?"
Duke White Tiger did not refute. He knew that he owed this mother and son too much.
If an outsider saw this scene at this moment, he would be shocked.
Why could the Duke of White Tiger in front of him tolerate the young man's insults?
In terms of status, he is the White Tiger Duke, second only to the royal family of the Xingluo Empire.
In terms of power, he is the White Tiger Marshal who commands the entire army.
In terms of strength, he is an eight-ring Soul Douluo, and will almost certainly inherit the title of White Tiger Douluo from his ancestor in the future.
You should know that the strength in this world is divided into ten levels according to the level of soul power, namely Soul Warrior, Soul Master, Great Soul Master, Soul Lord, Soul Patriarch, Soul King, Soul Emperor, Soul Saint, Soul Douluo, and Titled Douluo.
If there were an expert here, it would not be difficult to see that the soul power of this young man was only at level ten, and he had not even obtained his first soul ring, so he could not even be called a formal soul master.
What right did this young man have to ridicule him?
Neither of them spoke a word, letting the rain fall on them.
After a long while, Duke Baihu spoke up: "It's a bit unfair for Yun'er to sleep here forever."
This is just a hilly area next to the Duke's Palace, extremely remote.
Huo Yuhao shrugged and said, “That can’t be helped. I’m afraid that if I’m buried in the ancestral land, your wife will often neglect me.”
When saying the word "accidentally", Huo Yuhao emphasized the tone.
Duke White Tiger did not say much, seeming to agree with Huo Yuhao's words.
Huo Yuhao looked down the mountain, where the Duke's Mansion was. The Duke's Mansion, which covered a large area, was still brightly lit on a rainy day.
The tombstone faces the direction of the Duke's Mansion, which was also Huo Yuner's last wish.
Huo Yuhao’s right hand swiped across his belt-type storage soul guide, and a short blade more than one foot long and wrapped in a scabbard suddenly appeared in his hand.
Huo Yuhao skillfully manipulated the more than one-foot-long short blade, which spun and danced on his fingertips like a butterfly flying through flowers, dazzling the eyes. One could not help but exclaim that this young man was an expert in playing with a knife.
"This is……"
Duke White Tiger was stunned.
Huo Yuhao was very familiar with the short blade in his hand.
This was the gift he gave to Huo Yuner many years ago - the White Tiger Dagger.
This might be... one of the few things I gave to Huo Yuner.
Huo Yuhao stopped moving his hands, and the White Tiger Dagger stopped rotating. Huo Yuhao placed it in a groove on the tombstone pattern.
Huo Yuhao knew how much Huo Yun'er cared about the White Tiger Dagger and regarded it as a treasure. She held it in her hand until her death, as if she was holding the hand of her lover.
"Yuhao, take it." Duke Baihu stood up and said, "This is a soul guide."
Soul guide?
Huo Yuhao raised his eyebrows.
He didn't realize it? He had regressed?
He was extremely skilled in using knives, and his first impression of this dagger was that it was better than ordinary knives.
It is light and easy to use, and you can still feel its sharpness even when it is not out of the sheath.
As for soul guides, they are instruments that are injected with soul power and can exert various special functions. Huo Yuhao is not unfamiliar with them. The belt he is wearing at this moment is a storage soul guide.
Soul guides are not particularly valuable items, and with his current status as a duke's bastard, he can still get some.
"When you see it in the future, you will be reminded of your mother." Dai Hao continued to persuade.
Huo Yuhao was speechless and put the White Tiger Dagger back into his belt.
Duke Baihu breathed a sigh of relief, as if he felt that the relationship between father and son had eased, and said: "Yuhao, you..."
Huo Yuhao interrupted him and said, “My last name is not Dai, it’s Huo!”
"My name is Huo Yuhao!"
Perhaps Duke White Tiger had already discussed this issue many times. As soon as he opened his mouth, Huo Yuhao knew what he was going to say.
call--
The rain became lighter and the wind became stronger.
Duke Baihu spoke slowly: "Yuhao, you... still won't forgive me?"
Huo Yuhao asked coldly: "Do you owe me anything?"
He pointed at Huo Yun'er's tombstone and said, "It's her you feel sorry for! Not me. I have no right to forgive you!"
The Duke of White Tiger felt like there was something stuck in his throat. He wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, all he could come out was endless lamentations.
Huo Yuhao looked at the lamenting Duke White Tiger with mixed feelings.
He was unwilling to forgive the biological father in front of him, but if he were to blame him, he didn't know what to say.
After all, the man in front of him had already tried his best to make up for everything. Because he felt guilty towards the mother and son, Duke Baihu had already given them abundant material conditions, and Huo Yuhao even obtained a unique privilege in the entire Duke's Mansion.
That means you can be disrespectful to the Duke of White Tiger!
It was precisely because of this that Huo Yuhao could be sarcastic to Duke White Tiger at will.
Even if it was Dai Huabin, who was of similar age, had the same father as him and a different mother, and was the Duchess's legitimate brother, Dai Hao would have slapped him in the face if he had dared to speak to Duke Baihu in that way.
But Huo Yuhao only did so in the few occasions when there were no outsiders around, because he understood very well that he had to save some face for the Duke of White Tiger.
The Duke of White Tiger could tolerate his disrespect because he had a guilty conscience and wanted to be true to himself.
But others don't care about these.
Huo Yuhao didn’t know what attitude he should choose towards Duke White Tiger. He once thought that he would hate him to the core, but when Duke White Tiger lowered his attitude in front of him, he felt that his hatred was not so strong.
Forget it, that's it...
Huo Yuhao didn’t think too much about it. Recalling the smile on his mother’s face before she died, he felt relieved. He assumed that his mother and Duke White Tiger had reconciled long ago.
“Yuhao, what are you going to do in the future?” Just as Huo Yuhao was thinking, Duke White Tiger spoke again.
Chapter 3 Future Plans
"Yuhao, what are your plans for the future?" asked Duke Baihu.
The atmosphere between the two of them was no longer so cold. Huo Yuhao answered calmly, "I don't have any plans. I'm going to leave the Duke's Mansion soon."
"why?"
"Why so many whys? Anyway, your wife doesn't like me, and other people look down on me in private, so why should a bastard like me embarrass myself here?"
This was Huo Yuhao’s true thought. In fact, if his mother had not been there, he would have run away by himself long ago.
A certain old woman seemed to be suffering from paranoia and looked down upon me all day long. Please, how could a bastard like me, a woman with only one innate soul power, threaten the status of her sons?
The more Huo Yuhao thought about it, the more unhappy he became. In the past, the Duchess had always been hostile to him, but it was only after he had repeatedly made it clear that his last name was Huo and that he was willing to leave the Duke's Mansion, and with the addition of another relationship, that the old woman gradually calmed down.
“As for the future, I will continue to run the barbecue restaurant in the city, marry three or four wives, and live a carefree life.” Huo Yuhao said, “I don’t care about some crappy title. I’m a bastard, the most I can inherit is a viscount or a baron. What’s the use of a title...wait..."
Huo Yuhao was halfway through his speech when his expression suddenly changed and he asked seriously, "Can I marry so many wives if I don't have a title?"
Duke White Tiger: "..."
He was a little amused and the serious atmosphere became more lively.
I thought Huo Yuhao had realized the dignity and importance of the title, but I didn't expect that he cared about this.
Duke Baihu replied: "As long as we are of the same mind, even commoners are fine."
"Oh, that's good."