C182 Playing with scheming
C182 Playing with scheming
At this moment, with his cultivation at the third level of the Martial Master Realm, he could almost do whatever he wanted in Tianyun Capital.
According to the host's memories, it was said that in the Sky Cloud Imperial Family, the Imperial Protector was at the third level of the Martial Master Realm, and was the strongest practitioner with the highest cultivation in the entire Tianyun Capital.
If he returned to the Tianyun Capital, this situation would be completely changed.
However, competitive nature wasn't his personality. His goal was only to become a powerful expert that stood above the nine heavens. He was carefree and unfettered.
Now, he had already decided that once he dealt with the matters of the Central Region, he would return to the Martial Cultivation World to cultivate in seclusion. He would strive to increase his Martial Master Realm by a few levels in seven months and then enter the Tianwu Academy to cultivate more.
Early morning the next day, Wu Hao woke up as if nothing had happened.
And at this time, Jia Ren, who had been waiting an entire night and still hadn't seen his father's return, began to panic.
An ominous premonition surfaced in his heart once again. If it wasn't for his father telling him to look after the mourning hall before he left, he might have already gone to look for someone.
"Someone, go find Brother Wu for this young master. I have something to talk to him about!" Jia Ren who could not hold it anymore, anxiously called for a Jia family guard, and ordered him.
Not long later.
Wu Hao who had just woken up was invited by a Jia family guard to the exit of the mourning hall, and saw Jia Ren who was anxiously waiting outside, walking back and forth.
"Little Fatty, why are you so anxious?"
Wu Hao feigned ignorance, and asked him puzzledly.
As soon as Jia Ren saw him, he immediately told him about what happened last night.
"Brother Wu, last night, those assassins came to my Jia Residence just as you guessed, they were planning to rescue the death warrior that was imprisoned by us. At that time, I followed your arrangements and asked my father to follow them, but he still hasn't returned. Do you think my father will …?"
Jia Ren frowned, his expression anxious.
But when Wu Hao looked at him, he immediately felt at ease.
"Little Fatty, your father must have been delayed for something and was unable to return in time. Right now, you have to remain calm and not let your imagination run wild. You have to properly guard Aunt Duan so that she can rest in peace!" Wu Hao patted his shoulder, and said softly.
Hearing that, Jia Ren lowered his head and became silent, but the frown on his forehead revealed that he was currently in a state of anxiety.
Seeing him act this way, Wu Hao added another sentence: "Don't worry, Uncle Jia will definitely return. Don't worry!"
While he was speaking, with Wu Hao's sharp senses, he suddenly noticed a stealthy servant of the Jia family listening attentively at a corner of the long corridor.
Because of this, the corner of Wu Hao's mouth slightly rose, and a trace of evil flashed past his eyes.
Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and immediately asked Jia Ren: "Oh yes, there should be more than one person that came to Jia Residence last night, where are the others?"
Hearing that, Jia Ren immediately raised his head, and replied him: "All of them are dead, including the one we imprisoned, they were all poisoned to death!"
"Sigh …"
Saying that, Jia Ren let out a long sigh.
"Dead? All dead...? "
Hearing that, Wu Hao pretended to frown and thought deeply, but secretly, he had already sent a sound transmission to Jia Ren: "Little Fatty, don't worry, Uncle Jia is fine. We have arranged another trap, I told Uncle Jia to scheme, and create the illusion that he is trapped himself!"