Hearing this voice, almost everyone felt as though they had been cast into an ice cellar.
The beggar-jeans man, who was at the forefront, could hardly even hold onto his phone.
His hand loosened, and the phone suddenly began to plummet downwards.
Guo Lan saw her phone about to hit the ground and her heart instantly went cold, for it was a gift purchased for her by Xu Hao, an extremely valuable phone that she had never used before.
But it was about to fall and shatter on the ground!
Yet, she was somewhat startled—this was unmistakably Xu Hao's voice!
Just then, as if a force was carrying the phone, its downward momentum vanished instantly. Instead, it began to float slowly towards Guo Lan.
Guo Lan rejoiced; this was clearly the telekinetic skill that only Grandmaster Level Experts like Xu Hao had demonstrated before!
Indeed, it was Xu Hao!
A force seemed to ripple through the crowd, parting the dense throng as the silhouettes of a man and a woman emerged from amongst the people.
Those who were pushed aside were about to curse, but they unanimously held their tongues.
What kind of immense strength would it take to part so many people?
This had to be a mighty figure.
Those who had previously seen Xu Hao's photograph now exclaimed, "Xu Hao, it's actually Xu Hao!"
Everybody looked over, and who could it be if not Xu Hao?!
The beggar-jeans man was struck dumb.
He hadn't even made the call yet, and Xu Hao had arrived.
He couldn't help glancing at Xu Hao's arms, noting they hung naturally at his sides; a thought flashed through his mind—could it be that his arms hadn't healed? That only his legs could walk? After all, for those miraculous martial artists, restoring legs quickly didn't seem to be too difficult a task.
When he saw Xiao Lan, a clear brightness sparked in his eyes—what a beautiful girl!
His eyeballs spun a few times, and he suddenly said, "Young Master Xu, I'm acquainted with Wu Wei, the young master of the Wu family. Don't act rashly. After all, this is a critical period, and the Wu family holds the upper hand. However, your friend, Miss Guo Lan here, owes me one hundred thousand yuan and has been delaying repayment for quite a while, which doesn't seem quite right, does it? You're her friend, for you, one hundred thousand yuan is probably just a drop in the bucket, right?"
His wording was cautiously measured. First, he made a point to show his connection with the Wu family to deter Xu Hao, given the latter's current diminished standing before the Wu family, making it unlikely that he'd want to offend them. Then he brought up the debt of one hundred thousand yuan owed by Guo Lan, pointing out that such a sum was insignificant for Xu Hao, flattering him while hinting that Xu Hao should settle Guo Lan's debt.
But Xu Hao completely ignored him and instead smiled at Guo Lan, "Teacher Guo, I'm late. I didn't expect they would not even spare a primary school teacher like you. Don't worry, though, I will secure justice for you!"
Guo Lan gave her thanks repeatedly, saying there was no need to trouble Xu Hao and that she could always go to another school if need be.
However, Xu Hao insisted, "Even though I arranged for you to work at The Eighth Elementary School, your qualifications and abilities completely meet the standard for a primary school teacher. That Director Zhou dared to do such a thing, I must make him pay the price he deserves!"
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"The Wu family is not to be feared."
Xu Hao said with an air of nonchalance, then turned to the beggar-jeans man and said coldly, "I am giving you another chance to rephrase your words. Does Guo Lan really owe you money?"
Hearing Xu Hao's naked threat, the beggar-jeans man appeared clearly very angry and coldly said, "Xu Hao, you're no longer the free-wheeling figure you used to be. I heard the Wu family members have crippled your arms, and you're no match for them.
Although I don't know why they went to your security company yesterday morning but didn't kill you, I know that you're just a grasshopper after autumn, not lasting for many more days. So, don't be presumptuous! When I say Guo Lan owes me money, it means she owes me money!"
Xu Hao sneered, "Still delusional? If you can, then bring out the evidence that Guo Lan owes you money."
"I can't produce any evidence right now, but Guo Lan owes me one hundred thousand yuan. If you don't pay it back on her behalf, then I'll go to the Wu family for help. I believe Young Master Wu Wei would be more than happy to have the Wu family experts take action. After all, they're eager to strike a heavy blow against you," said the beggar-jeans man with a cold laugh.
Suddenly, Xu Hao smiled, "Wu Wei is already dead."
"Impossible! Though Wu Wei isn't from the direct lineage of the Wu family, he's still a young master. How could he possibly die?" The beggar-jeans man was in disbelief.
"Whether you believe it or not, Wu Wei is indeed dead, executed by my hand," Xu Hao stated indifferently.
"Absolutely not! I'm going to report this to the Wu family!" Fear flashed in the eyes of the beggar-jeans man, looking for an excuse to leave, sensing that something was amiss.
It was then that Xu Hao swiftly moved in front of him and said lightly, "You want money, right? Well, I'll have someone bring it to you. Only, I'm worried the amount might be too vast and may well crush you to death."