CHAPTER 281: CHAPTER 281: TOO HIGH-END_1

Gunshots erupted from all directions as five Skeleton Ghosts charged into the villa, slaughtering everyone in sight. Keeping a low profile was impossible.

Mu Haibai was horrified, crying out urgently, "Master Lin Mu, quick! Take action now!"

However, when he turned to Master Lin Mu, he saw the old man drenched in a cold sweat, shaking uncontrollably with fear.

Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined he would encounter Dong Qi and Liang Qian here.

As one of the Twelve Protectors of the Nether Cult, Master Lin Mu was acutely aware of the formidable nature of Dong Qi and the Ghost Princess. These two, still loyal to the Nether Cult, were terrifying individuals, ranking even higher than him—and he was merely one of the Twelve Protectors.

I’m doomed! That damn Mu Haibai has led me into a trap! Master Lin Mu was filled with despair.

Seeing Master Lin Mu’s expression, Mu Haibai was also completely perplexed.

Then, they saw Master Lin Mu stand up and curse, "You bastard Mu Haibai, are these the people you said we’d be dealing with?"

Mu Haibai, at a loss, answered in a panic, "Master Lin Mu, these people must be here to help Chu Hao."

Master Lin Mu freaked out even more, exclaiming in terror, "What?! Chu Hao?"

Who was Chu Hao?

At present, there wasn’t a single person in the Nether Cult who didn’t know of him. Dong Qi and Liang Qian had been subjugated, and Yao Hu had suffered a crushing defeat. How could Master Lin Mu possibly contend with such an individual?

Cursing, Master Lin Mu saw his chance. While Dong Qi and Liang Qian weren’t looking, he turned tail and fled.

Mu Haibai was thrown into a panic. Was Master Lin Mu betraying him as well? What on earth was happening today?

Mu Haibai asked, "Master Lin Mu, what are you doing?"

Master Lin Mu didn’t answer, simply running for his life. Any more hesitation and it would be too late.

Suddenly, a swarm of ghost butterflies flew in, coalescing into a person. Dong Qi said coldly, "Master Lin Mu!!"

Damn it!

He had been spotted.

Master Lin Mu was terrified, his face twisting into an expression uglier than crying as he said, "Lord Dong Qi, what a... what a coincidence."

Dong Qi frowned, quickly pieced things together, and a grin spread across his face. "Are you helping this man against us?"

Master Lin Mu trembled all over, pleading, "Not at all, Lord Dong Qi, please listen to me! I was just passing through, just an innocent bystander!"

Dong Qi’s face darkened. "Do you think I would believe that?"

Master Lin Mu immediately fell to his knees, utterly petrified. He knew how terrifying Dong Qi was; he stood no chance against him. He begged, "Lord Dong Qi, please spare my life!"

"Spare your life? That will depend on what my lord decides," Dong Qi said coldly.

Mu Haibai was overcome with despair.

By then, the gunfight in the villa had concluded. With Dong Qi and Liang Qian taking action, the arms dealers were promptly subdued.

Chu Hao stood with his hands behind his back as the Shamate elites hurried to clear a path for him. He looked up at the villa, his gaze landing directly on Mu Haibai.

The moment Mu Haibai saw Chu Hao, his scalp went numb, and an extreme terror filled his heart.

What... What kind of person have I provoked?

He finally understood why Cao Shanhe and Qin Boren had hung up on him: they both knew Chu Hao.

He also understood why even the Pope had betrayed him, abruptly ending the call: he, too, recognized Chu Hao and was utterly frightened.

Furthermore, he had placed all his hopes on Master Lin Mu, only for one of Chu Hao’s subordinates to scare Master Lin Mu into kneeling.

Who exactly *is* this guy?!

With such immense power and influence, why had he never heard of him in Anli City?

Mu Haibai was in complete despair.

Still, he wanted to make one last struggle; he still had two hostages. He quickly made a call to have his men secure them.

Unexpectedly, the person who answered was not one of his men, but the Pope, who said, "Mu Haibai, you dared to go against Master Chu? You might as well just wait for death."

The hostages were rescued by the Pope?

Mu Haibai sank even deeper into despair.

At the same time, Bai Jiangming was also enveloped in despair. He had eagerly anticipated Chu Hao’s demise, but he never expected to witness today’s scene. What kind of extraordinary person is this?

Chu Hao stood outside the villa, now the center of attention. He felt it would be a disservice to the crowd if he didn’t show off a bit.

Thus, with a wave of his hand and an aura as if he could swallow mountains and rivers, he declared, "Mere arms traffickers. Before a Taoist Master like myself, a single word is enough to turn you to dust and ash."

"DING... The Host has forcibly postured, receiving 500 Pretentiousness Points."

Everyone thought to themselves, Impressive.

Although the man himself hadn’t acted, why did it feel like his prestige was already off the charts?

He was the true big boss.

Mu Haibai walked out dejectedly. The Anli City big shot seemed to have aged twenty years in an instant as he thumped to his knees, pleading, "Master Chu, please spare my life."

Chu Hao looked down at Mu Haibai, hands still behind his back, and said indifferently, "So now you know to beg for mercy? What were you doing before?"

Mu Haibai trembled all over. Being an arms smuggler meant living on the edge, always at death’s door. But this! This way of dying was absolutely infuriating. A few words from this man, and all the powers in Anli City had turned their spears against him. How terrifying was that?

He would rather die with dignity than be defeated so inexplicably and humiliatingly.

Everyone held their breath. What would Chu Hao do with Mu Haibai?

Chu Hao said lightly, "Letting you die would be too easy on you. Therefore, I, this Taoist Master, have decided!"

"I will make your life worse than death."

He opened the System shop and purchased the legendary ’gay’ gu insect.

This thing was outrageous. Whoever was infected by the ’gay’ gu insect would constantly think of men.

"System, purchase the ’gay’ gu insect."

"DING... The Host has purchased the ’gay’ gu insect, spending 400 Pretentiousness Points."

Chu Hao spread his hand, and countless tiny white bugs, like fleas, flew into the ears and noses of Mu Haibai and Bai Jiangming.

"AH!" Both men screamed, their cries heart-wrenching.

The onlookers jumped in fright, clueless as to what had just occurred.

Finally, when everything quieted down, Mu Haibai’s gaze towards his son changed, his eyes turning bloodshot.

The same happened to Bai Jiangming. Ignoring the crowd, the two began to ’embrace’ each other ardently.

Most of the surrounding crowd instantly retched, sickened by the sight.

Damn it!

Is this the punishment Chu Hao spoke of?

Becoming gay was one thing, but a father and son... This kind of punishment was like hell itself; who could endure it?

Especially since everyone present was an elite Shamate, people of status in society! Seeing the father and son so intimately entwined, already starting to undress each other, made them want to draw their guns and finish them off right there.

Chu Hao felt it was necessary to posture again and began, "With a wave of my hand, you... Damn it, UGH!"

When he saw the father and son passionately kissing, Chu Hao couldn’t help but gag and turned to vomit.

Too horrifying. This isn’t torturing them; it’s torturing me!

"DING... The Host’s shocking posturing has earned 1000 Pretentiousness Points."

Many were so enraged their veins throbbed, itching to draw their blades and kill the two. The scene was simply unbearable to watch.

At the same time, they were astounded by Chu Hao’s methods. What kind of technique was this?

NEE-NAW NEE-NAW!

The police cars arrived. A group of officers got out, and Fang Jingxue and her colleagues walked over.