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Chapter 774(2/2)

The patriarch of the clan was famous in the eight major regions in the past. He was a terrifying figure in both ability and strength.

Such a person, not to mention the little city lord Yuan Tianjue, even the city lords of those divine cities would not dare to offend easily.

If Lin Hao had no origin or background, Yuan Tianjue would naturally not be afraid of him. But now Lin Hao has suddenly transformed and become the direct grandson of the patriarch of the spiritual god line. If the patriarch knows that his son has framed his direct grandson, don't say anything.

With the position of city lord, even Yuan Tianjue himself cannot protect himself.

At the thought of this, Yuan Tianjue was covered in cold sweat. The look that he originally looked at Yuan Ao with regret became filled with hatred. He wished he could slap him to death. Instead of doing good things, he went to provoke those unknown people.

The man is now better. He was kicked onto an iron plate, and it is still the kind of iron plate with spikes.

now!

Yuan Ao's eyes were dull, and his eyes showed despair. He knew very well that he would never have the chance to kill Lin Hao in this life, and the fate he would face might be even worse than now.

"Third Young Master, we didn't know that this was the Eighth Young Master..." Yuan Tianjue stepped forward bravely.

"I don't care how to deal with this matter. Your son has framed my eighth brother, and you have to give an explanation. Otherwise, you, the city lord, will stop doing it." Ling Xuanhao said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Yuan Tianjue shivered all over.

"Then...what should this subordinate do?" Yuan Tianjue gritted his teeth and said.

"As long as I can satisfy my eighth brother, if not... once my grandfather knows about this matter, he will never end it so easily. You should know my grandfather's temper and will not tolerate others bullying me." Ling Xuanhao said coldly.

said.

"My subordinates know what to do."

Yuan Tianjue lowered his head and replied, then glared at Yuan Ao, shouted, "You are a traitor, you have done the following treacherous things, and framed the Eighth Young Master. You simply don't care about life and death. I will kill you."

You are exterminating relatives out of justice, don't blame me." As he spoke, he slapped Yuan Ao on the forehead with an extremely sharp approach.

"Slow down!" Lin Hao said.

"Eighth Young Master..." Yuan Tianjue stopped. Of course, if Lin Hao didn't shout, he would have slapped him down.

"Let this matter be over, and he has received the punishment he deserves." Lin Hao said. He was in a good mood at the moment and was too lazy to care too much.

Yuan Tianjue is the lord of Yintian City. Although there is no shortage of such masters in the spiritual god lineage, this person can manage Yintian City in an orderly manner and has quite a lot of abilities and skills. Killing Yuan Ao can certainly give him a sigh of relief.

But for Lin Hao, this person is no longer worthy of fear. Instead of deepening the conflict, it is better to simply let go.

Snap...

Yuan Tianjue knelt down on his knees, cupped his hands with gratitude on his face and said: "The Eighth Young Master is so magnanimous that I can't match him. I will manage Yintian City well from now on, and repay the great kindness of the Spirit God lineage and the Eighth Young Master throughout my life."
Chapter completed!
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