Chapter 569: When the Madam is in a bad mood, your grave will grow grass.
Chapter 569: When the Madam is in a bad mood, your grave will grow grass.
Lin Hao's desire to hit someone was evident in his expression, and Huang Biao couldn't help but feel panic in his heart.
For some reason, he had an inexplicable sense of familiarity with this young man.
Lin Hao grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, and his sharp gaze looked deep and dangerous.
"Boss Huang, let me give you a piece of advice: be careful what you say, as words can bring trouble."
His words were a threat.
Over a month ago, when Huang Biao had shown disrespect to Qin Ruan, Lin Hao didn't hesitate to act against him without any mercy.
Now, after all this time had passed, there were still some scars on Huang Biao's face.
Lin Hao had been considerate enough not to inflict serious damage. He was sure that if Huang Biao tried to stand up and walk a few steps, he wouldn't be agile at all.
Frightened by Lin Hao's threat, Huang Biao's body shrunk.
He wiped the sweat that was emerging on his forehead and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, I will control my mouth. Little brother, please don't take offense."
Seeing Qin Ruan's thoughtful expression, Lin Hao smiled, baring his teeth and stared intently at Huang Biao.
"It's not about whether I take offense or not. If the Madam is upset, your grave will be overgrown with grass in no time."
After Lin Hao finished speaking, Huang Biao's face became even sweatier.
Suddenly, a light laughter broke out.
Qin Ruan playfully observed the terrified Huang Biao.
She chuckled and said, "Interesting. To prevent you from refusing, your rival went to great lengths by sending you a big gift."
Qin Ruan's face remained smiling, but her gaze held a sinister and icy glint.
Seeing that she didn't get angry about his previous words, Huang Biao hurriedly added, "It seems that after sleeping with that woman, I've been having continuous nightmares."
Qin Ruan pointed her index finger to her chin, her gaze slightly lowered. "You mentioned earlier that Huang Mao died, and he personally sent that woman to you?"
"Yes!" Huang Biao nodded.
Qin Ruan narrowed her eyes, her voice cold. "Let's go, let's visit your home. Apart from the heavy aura on your body, there might be some evil spirit lingering at your place."
"Okay!" Huang Biao was eager for Qin Ruan to take action.
If this problem could be resolved, he would vow to avoid lustful desires for the rest of his life and do good deeds.
The fear of walking toward his own death had almost driven him insane.
Before leaving, Qin Ruan thanked Song Banxian.
Originally, she was just trying her luck, but unexpectedly, she received a big commission.
Song Banxian waved his hand, knowing that his abilities were limited and he couldn't save Huang Biao. If Qin Ruan could help him, it would be a virtuous deed.
After all, Huang Biao's fate should not be doomed.
Though he had been in the martial world, he hadn't committed any heinous crimes and couldn't be considered a truly wicked person.
Qin Ruan accepted Huang Biao's payment and took out a few bundles of money from the cash box, ignoring Song Banxian's refusal, and threw them on the table in front of his stall.
...
Huang Biao's home was in an upscale residential area.
Despite appearing prosperous on the surface, his life had been turbulent with a broken marriage and estranged family.
After the divorce, his son was taken away by his wife, and his elderly mother, who had health issues, resided in an expensive high-end nursing home, costing a six-figure sum annually.
The two-hundred-square-meter home was empty, except for occasional visits from his mistresses.
Huang Biao pushed open the door, welcoming Qin Ruan and Lin Hao inside.
Qin Ruan stood at the entrance without moving.
As the aura surged out from the room, she almost burst into laughter.
The attraction of this aura to her was irresistible.
Just like the kindness of the Third Young Master.
The analogy seemed inappropriate, but both were what she cared about the most now.
Qin Ruan's gaze swept through the living room, her eyes colder than the chilling atmosphere inside.
Sensing that she didn't look right, Huang Biao's face turned pale with panic. "Little Master, what's wrong?"
Qin Ruan chuckled softly, "Nothing."
Her face showed a teasing expression as she stepped into Huang Biao's home, with Lin Hao following closely behind.
No one noticed Lin Hao's pale face, which was not much different from Huang Biao's.
His eyes were fixed on the left corner of Huang Biao's home.
There was a display cabinet there, showcasing various elegant antiques, calligraphy, and some weapon models.
It was in that direction where Lin Hao saw a dark mist.
Huang Biao welcomed them inside and instructed his subordinates who came in with them to fetch some water.
Qin Ruan declined, saying, "No need, let's deal with the matter at hand first."
"Qin... Qin Xiaowu, there's something there!" Lin Hao's voice trembled with fear as he spoke up.
He saw the dark mist in the left corner move and drift towards the window.
Qin Ruan turned back and saw Lin Hao's pale face.
Seeing Lin Hao's face even paler than his, Huang Biao was also frightened and asked, "What's there? Where?"
He quickly walked to Qin Ruan's side, seeking refuge.
But Lin Hao pushed him several meters away, his action showing disgust.
In a cold tone, Lin Hao said, "Stay away!"
With just this thing, which was previously a "toad" that wanted to eat "swan meat," Lin Hao couldn't allow it to get too close to Qin Ruan.
Huang Biao, who was pushed away, was frightened and hurriedly stood in front of his two subordinates. He trembled all over with fear.
Qin Ruan followed Lin Hao's gaze to the window sill.
It was the window of Huang Biao's home, and there was a gap in the window, indicating that it wasn't tightly closed.
Outside, the sky was dark, and the night was pitch-black. The neighborhood wasn't completely silent tonight, but it was unusually eerie.
The wind started to blow, and the cold wind let out a low moan.
The people inside the hall clearly heard the rustling sound of leaves being blown by the wind outside.
Although it was only 8 o'clock in the evening, the sky was as dark as midnight.
Even though the lights in other households were brightly lit, the outside gave a terrifying feeling, as if the darkness wanted to devour the neighborhood.
Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed past the window.
"It's here again!" Lin Hao stood next to Qin Ruan and whispered.
Qin Ruan withdrew her gaze, her cold moon-like eyes flickering with disdain.
She calmly said to Lin Hao, "I saw it, it's just a little trick, no need to be afraid."
"I'm not really scared." Lin Hao tried to put up a brave front.
After encountering these things so many times, he had grown much bolder.
After all, it was an evil and eerie creature, and it was difficult for him not to be afraid in his heart.
"Little master, what, what is that thing?" Huang Biao listened to their conversation and couldn't help but imagine terrifying scenarios in his mind.
"Do you want to know?" Qin Ruan's eyes filled with a chilling gaze as she stared directly at Huang Biao.
This left Huang Biao unsure of how to respond. He wanted to know who was harming him, but the fear of the unknown made him want to escape.
Without giving him a chance to speak, Qin Ruan locked her eyes on the direction of the window and made a grabbing motion with her hand.
Even before entering the room, she had already seen the ghost standing in front of the display cabinet. She could see it clearer than Lin Hao.
She knew that it was a male ghost.
Using her spiritual power, Qin Ruan grabbed the ghost from a distance.
The male ghost in her hand had a pale face, pitch-black eyes, and was surrounded by powerful resentment, along with a dense and overwhelming black aura.
Face to face at close range, they stared at each other.
Without the thick black fog covering it, the true face of this ghost was clearly revealed.
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