Liu Jie looked at Zhang Hao and said with a bitter smile, "Of course, the other party doesn't dare to deal with us so openly, but he specifically arranges dangerous missions for us. As long as we can't complete the missions, he will kick us out."
"Too outrageous!"
Even Zhang Hao felt very indignant after hearing this. This was clearly open retaliation for a personal grudge. Zhang Hao looked at Liu Jie and asked, "Liu Jie, did you tell Elder Tu about what's happening here?"
Elder Tu could be said to be their only backer. Before entering the Sect, the only person Zhang Hao knew was Elder Tu.
Liu Jie looked at Zhang Hao and said with a bitter smile, "We are just Registered Disciples. Do you think we can just enter the Sect casually? Let alone us, even you, Zhang Hao, cannot easily meet Elder Tu."
Zhang Hao nodded. Only then did he remember that Elder Tu was an Elder of the Inner Courtyard. It wouldn't be easy to find him.
Zhang Hao took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in his heart. He asked Liu Jie, "What mission did that Deacon Supervisor give you? Why did you end up like this?"
Zhang Hao was very clear about the strength of Liu Jie and the others. An ordinary mission would definitely not make them so miserable.
Liu Jie said angrily, "That Deacon Supervisor demands that we hand in four middle-grade Wang Beast Dan every day. If we fail to complete the mission, he will expel us. We have persisted for ten days. In these ten days, we have barely rested at all, spending almost all our time hunting Wang Beasts in the back mountain. However, yesterday, we encountered a high-grade Wang Beast in the back mountain. Shi Lei was injured covering for us. We can't possibly complete this mission."
"Damn it, this is no longer just personal retaliation, this is murder," Zhang Hao said indignantly.
The cultivation of Wang Beasts is inherently higher than Martial Warriors of the same level. Such a harsh mission cannot even be described as merely difficult.
"Exactly! I've inquired about it. Although Registered Disciples do have missions to hunt middle-grade Wang Beasts, it's only once a month. There's no reason to arrange this mission every day," Liu Jie said angrily.
Zhang Hao looked at Shi Lei lying on the bed, feeling very distressed. He hadn't expected that in just a few days, the group would face such a predicament.
Just then, the room was suddenly pushed open. Several youths swaggered in from outside. Walking in front was a youth with slicked-back hair and powdered face, looking very arrogant.
"How have you been doing these past few days?" the leading pretty boy said smugly.
"Thanks to you, we're still alive," Liu Jie and the others clenched their fists tightly, each one feeling very indignant.
From their expressions, Zhang Hao could tell that this youth with slicked-back hair and powdered face was likely the pretty boy they had offended.
"Are you Huo Chong?" Zhang Hao looked at the pretty boy and asked coldly.
Huo Chong was the name of that pretty boy. In the past few days, these few people had offended this pretty boy and were tormented so miserably, so naturally, they knew the name of this culprit.
"Who are you? Are you with these guys?" Huo Chong looked at Zhang Hao, who seemed very unfamiliar, and couldn't help but frown.
"Answer my question," Zhang Hao's voice was extremely cold and stern.
"That's right, it's me, your young master. What do you want? Avenge your friends... Haha..."
Before Huo Chong could finish laughing, Zhang Hao had already taken a few steps forward and slapped him.
With a "Slap!" sound.
Huo Chong screamed and flew backward. Zhang Hao had hit him hard. He lost several teeth.
"You dare to hit me? Do you know who I am?" Huo Chong covered his mouth! He looked at Zhang Hao with some disbelief.
"Isn't he just the Blood-Hair Old Man's son? An animal's son is also an animal," Zhang Hao sneered.
"Alright. Go get him, I don't care if he lives or dies."
Huo Chong pointed at Zhang Hao and roared.
The group of Martial Warriors beside Huo Chong roared and rushed towards Zhang Hao together.
Those four Martial Warriors were all Martial Warriors in the Early Stage of Martial King. Their strength was not weak. However, to Zhang Hao at this moment, this group of people were just ants.
"Get out!"
Zhang Hao slapped them.
The four Martial Warriors in the Early Stage of Martial King screamed and were all slapped away. They also lost several teeth.
"Good, very good, you're in big trouble."
Huo Chong glared at Zhang Hao angrily and left in a hurry with his men.
After Huo Chong left, Liu Jie looked at Zhang Hao with some worry and said, "Zhang Hao, Huo Chong is not the main issue, but his Father is an Outer Sect Disciple. Offending him is not good for you."
"Isn't he just an Outer Sect Disciple? My plan is to participate in the Inner Disciple selection next month. This Outer Sect Disciple is just a starting point for me," Zhang Hao's expression was calm and composed.
Liu Jie and the others were somewhat shocked after hearing Zhang Hao's words.
Murong Longcheng shook his head with a bitter smile and said, "Zhang Hao, if we stay with you for a long time, we will all be discouraged by you. We haven't even made it as Outer Sect Disciples yet, and you are already thinking about the position of Inner Disciple. It seems this is the difference between people!"
Zhang Hao smiled and said, "You don't have to be like this, everyone's opportunities are different."
After speaking, Zhang Hao took out a Dan and put it into Shi Lei's mouth, saying, "Shi Lei, this is my healing Dan. Swallow it!"
Shi Lei didn't hesitate at all and took the Dan.
Perhaps Zhang Hao's Dan was very effective, as Shi Lei's complexion improved significantly after taking it.
"Who bullied my Blood-Hair Old Man's son? Get out."
Just then, a thunderous roar sounded.
This was a Middle-aged man. His eyes were sinister, his eyebrows thin, his eyes small, and his expression was intimidating even without anger.
"Are you Huo Chong's Father, Huo Wenhua?" Zhang Hao looked at the Middle-aged man and asked calmly.
Huo Wenhua's tiger-like eyes narrowed, and he roared at Zhang Hao, "Did you hit my Blood-Hair Old Man's son?"
"So what? Like Father, like Blood-Hair Old Man's son. You two are birds of a feather. Only you know how many people you've harmed in Hao Xian Sect," Zhang Hao said calmly, crossing his arms and looking at Huo Wenhua.
Some Registered Disciples of Hao Xian Sect nearby heard the commotion and came to watch. Seeing that Zhang Hao actually dared to confront Huo Wenhua, they all secretly broke out in a cold sweat for him.
This Huo Wenhua was the Deacon Supervisor, in charge of the entire Registered Disciple area and the handyman disciples. If this person offended Huo Wenhua, his days here would be difficult. And the most impressive thing about Huo Wenhua was not his identity as Deacon Supervisor, but that he was also an Outer Sect Disciple of Hao Xian Sect. It is said that one of his nephews is an Inner Disciple of Hao Xian Sect. These various identities made it so that not many people dared to offend him.
"Good, very good, no one can save you today," Huo Wenhua's anger surged, and he looked at Zhang Hao with cold, sharp eyes.