He Haoran glanced at the phone and saw it was his father calling. He immediately put it on speaker, wanting to trample Bai Zihe's face into the dirt in front of everyone!
"Dad..."
He Haoran began casually, intending to explain the situation.
But the moment he opened his mouth, he was met with a torrent of abuse.
"Don't call me Dad, I don't have a son like you."
"You damn brat, who did you offend?"
On the other end of the line, He Daojun was furious and terrified, his temper rising with each word: "In the past three minutes, I've received over a dozen calls."
"The Enforcement Bureau called, demanding to investigate me!"
"Friends who sent gifts called, threatening to report me!"
"Colleagues called, wanting to sever ties with me!"
"The Domain Lord himself called, telling me not to even think about running!"
"Who the hell did you provoke?"
He Haoran's smug expression froze. These words came from his father's own mouth, so they couldn't be false.
He fearfully glanced at Bai Zihe and whispered, "Perhaps, I offended..."
"Screw you!"
"Apologize and beg for mercy immediately."
"If you can't resolve this, I'll rip you apart when I get back!"
With that, he hung up the phone, preparing to grovel and pull strings to find a solution.
"Thump!"
He Haoran's legs went weak, and he knelt before Bai Zihe: "Bai Zihe... no, no, Lord Bai... it was my fault, I shouldn't have..."
"Too late."
Before he could finish, Bai Zihe cut him off mercilessly.
He said with a half-smile, "He Haoran, don't forget, you yourself said you'd cut off your head and let me use it as a ball."
He Haoran immediately wilted.
He had only said it in passing, how could he actually cut off his head?
But seeing Bai Zihe's eyes, as if he truly intended to, He Haoran spoke with forced bravado, "Bai Zihe, don't do anything reckless!"
"This is a society ruled by law, if you dare..."
A society ruled by law?
"I... I always keep my word!"
Bai Zihe walked towards him step by step, a gentle smile on his face, but to He Haoran, it was no different from the smile of death.
"You, you..."
He Haoran scrambled backward.
But soon, his back hit the backdrop of the venue, with nowhere left to retreat.
Just then.
A large group of elite soldiers arrived, surrounding the area tightly.
Then, the soldiers parted, and a woman with a heroic bearing strode out.
It was Ji Xueyun, the Domain Lord of the Southern Domain!
He Haoran clutched at the last straw and rushed forward, wailing, "Domain Lord, save me, please save me!"
"He..."
He Haoran pointed at Bai Zihe and falsely accused, "He's going to twist my head off, everyone here is a witness, arrest him quickly!"
"Isn't that right?"
However, not a single person in the crowd spoke up for him.
He Daojun had made it very clear on the phone just now: the Domain Lord had told him not to run...
Now that the Domain Lord had arrived, she was likely here to arrest him.
Speaking up for He Haoran would be asking for trouble.
"Are you sick?"
Ji Xueyun looked at him as if he were an idiot. "Bai Zihe is my junior brother. You want me to arrest him?"
Hiss!
A collective gasp swept through the crowd.
No wonder!
Bai Zihe was so fearless.
He Daojun would fall so quickly.
The Domain Lord would arrive so promptly.
It turned out he was the Domain Lord's junior brother...
He Daojun falling into his hands was not entirely unjust.
"Junior brother..."
The next moment, Ji Xueyun suddenly appeared before He Haoran. Before he could react, she twisted off his head and tossed it towards Bai Zihe, "Catch!"
"Got it!"
Bai Zihe kicked He Haoran's head into a trash can a hundred meters away.
He wondered...
What kind of trash was this.
The onlookers watched this scene with terrified hearts.
Bai Zihe, however, acted as if nothing had happened and asked, "Second Senior Sister, why are you here?"
Dealing with He Haoran wouldn't require her personal presence.
Ji Xueyun said mysteriously, "Just now, I learned about an auction that might interest you, so I came."
An auction that would make Second Senior Sister personally come...
Bai Zihe's heart stirred, and he quickly pressed, "What kind of auction is it?"