Xu Hao was stunned.

At this moment, it was clear that Chu Xiaoxiao was being dominated by that remnant soul, and much of what she said depended on the thoughts of that remnant soul.

But now, the remnant soul actually claimed that the esteemed Second Sage Mencius was her old acquaintance?

This must be a joke!

Mencius is a figure from over two thousand years ago, while Chu Xiaoxiao is only in her twenties. How could the two have any connection?

And as for the era of the remnant soul within her, who really knows?

However, to have persisted for over two thousand years without being extinguished, that's not something an ordinary person could achieve, right?

Yet, Xu Hao did not want to ask too much. Clearly, if he prodded further, it might provoke the displeasure of the remnant soul. What harm the remnant soul might do to Chu Xiaoxiao, Xu Hao himself was uncertain.

At this time, Chu Xiaoxiao extended her delicate finger and lightly pointed at the middle-aged man, and Xu Hao saw the man's entire body instantly covered with frost, as if he had turned into an ice sculpture.

His vitality rapidly withered, and he quickly became a genuine ice sculpture.

Xu Hao was truly shocked, as Chu Xiaoxiao had fully utilized the traits of her Extreme Cold Physique!

Just then, the aura around Chu Xiaoxiao suddenly began to plummet rapidly, from Late Stage Grandmaster level to middle stage of Grandmaster level...

Soon, she reverted to the Early stage of mastery, and her aura was somewhat unstable.

Her body wobbled, like she was drunk, swaying to and fro.

Xu Hao immediately held her in his arms, lowered the back seat, turning it into a bed, and laid her on it, as she fell unconscious.

When Xu Hao looked again at the Meng family middle-aged man, he discovered that he had turned into a pile of ice shards scattered on the ground.

Under the sunlight, those ice shards showed no signs of melting.

Xu Hao shook his head slightly. The ice shards were too solid; to melt naturally would likely take a long time, so he waved his hand to clear them off the highway, preventing any accidents that might occur from vehicles running over them.

Having done all this, Xu Hao looked at his dilapidated Lamborghini, feeling a bit speechless.

In the recent confrontation with Meng Xiangwen, his expansive and forceful moves had not spared the car, leaving it riddled with pits and dents, like those vehicles set for the scrapyard.

However, Xu Hao still planned to drive the Lamborghini away. There was no need to have someone bring another one over; he could just dispose of it upon arrival and purchase a new one.

As for Meng Xiangwen's car, he had already driven it away himself. Besides, he knew that his traveling speed could hardly match a car running at full capacity; otherwise, Xu Hao could have driven his car instead.

After Xu Hao had walked some distance, he suddenly heard a burst of laughter behind him: "Hahaha! Did you see that Lamborghini up front? I've never seen such a dilapidated Lamborghini! It's cracking me up!"

"Hahaha! Me too, me too! This damn thing was probably just picked up from a junkyard, a scrapped car! It's really ridiculous! Why pretend to have money?"

Xu Hao turned his head to see a blue Pagani, valued at about six million Huaya Currency, which is low for a Pagani, a world-renowned sports car brand.

Yet, despite this, the two teenage boys and one girl inside the car laughed unabashedly at his twelve million-worth supercar.

However, Xu Hao just glanced at them, too lazy to bother. These boys and girl weren't very old; although their words were somewhat irritating, they were not malicious, just teasing.

But what Xu Hao did not expect was that these individuals suddenly accelerated to over three hundred kilometers per hour and raced directly towards him.

The boy sitting in the co-pilot seat, on Xu Hao's side, laughed loudly: "Hahaha! Dude, you're funny! If you're broke, don't act all tough. What's with this junk-like Lamborghini? Do you think it's glamorous?"

The girl in the back seat also leaned her head out. Judging by her appearance, Xu Hao estimated she was only about fifteen or sixteen years old. She shouted loudly, "Uncle, are you kidding? Did that scrapped Lamborghini of yours cost a few yuan? Can it be worth One Hundred Thousand?"

"Hahaha! Cousin, you're thinking too much. This car looks like this; can it still be worth one hundred thousand? It must have taken quite some time to drive a Lamborghini to this state, right? I'm afraid the engine and other parts aren't in great shape. If someone bought this car for tens of thousands of yuan, they'd be burning incense."

The boy driving looked about eighteen years old; otherwise, he wouldn't be allowed on the highway. He said, "You can't say that. Even if the car doesn't look great and maybe its engine isn't up to par anymore, if you refurbish it a bit and restore it to a somewhat original appearance, it could still be quite useful in fooling clueless girls. It might just work."