Hundred-Mile Blade

Chapter 400: 398: Commemoration


Chapter 400: Chapter 398: Commemoration


Qin Hao also naturally knew the location of the Qin Family cemetery. He drove his car, speeding on the highway, and after three hours, he had already stopped at the foot of a desolate hill on the outskirts of Qingshan City.


The terrain here was quite secluded, and the environment very serene. Within the valley embraced by the low mountains, a few inconspicuous mounds arose, among which gravestones stood.


The cemetery was extremely simple, and the gravestones were the simplest stone tablets.


By the time he arrived here, the sky was already close to dawn. A faint shade of light was appearing in the eastern sky over the mountains.


Qin Hao stopped his car outside the cemetery, opened the trunk, pulled out Xiao Jintian, and threw him into the cemetery. Since this cemetery was built, Qin Hao had never visited until now. He slowly walked through the modest forest of gravestones where all the direct and collateral members of the Qin Family rested peacefully.


The graves of the direct members were in the center, with the collateral ones around them. All the graves were arranged neatly according to seniority in the family. Qin Hao paced slowly among them, his gaze scanning over familiar and unfamiliar names alike.


The Qin Family was prosperous, with many descendants. Qin Hao had only heard the names of many of those collateral members, and there were even more whose names he had never heard.


But of all the people here, they all shared a common surname — Qin.


From childhood, he had been ostracized and isolated by the Qin Family, and was eventually expelled from the house. Originally, Qin Hao’s heart was filled with nothing but endless hatred towards the Qin Family. Yet, at his final moment of crisis, the Qin Family stood up, expressing their guilt through the blood of the entire clan.


While walking, Qin Hao took out the prepared wine and cups from his car. Every time he passed a tombstone engraved with the Qin surname, he poured a glass of wine, gently scattered it on the ground, and paused before the gravestone, staring silently at the name on it for a long time.


Step by step, he finally arrived at Qin Langya’s gravestone.


He stood there for a long while, then lightly poured a glass of wine, placing it in front of Qin Langya’s grave, and then poured himself a glass, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one go.


In the cemetery, Xiao Jintian had already woken up, struggling desperately in the sack. Qin Hao walked over, opened the sack, pulled him out, and threw him in front of Qin Langya’s gravestone.


As soon as Xiao Jintian saw the ghostly cemetery around him, he shivered in fright, his whole body limp, collapsing to the ground. He pointed at Qin Hao but couldn’t utter a word for a long time.


Most of his teeth had already been kicked out by Qin Hao, and congealed blood on his face, neck, and chest made him look extremely terrifying.


Qin Hao reached out and took a small knife from his hand, then slowly squatted down.


Xiao Jintian immediately understood what Qin Hao intended to do, shivered with fear again, and began to plead through his muffled voice: “No, don’t kill me, Qin Hao, let’s talk this over, please, spare me, don’t kill me, don’t kill me!”


Qin Hao smiled slightly and said, “When my Qin family was massacred by you, not a single one begged for mercy.”


As he spoke, he raised the knife, lifted Xiao Jintian’s chin, and looking at him seriously said, “Did you not believe that you could act with impunity? How about now? Don’t say I didn’t give you a chance; I left the whole night for you to act. It’s just that your tricks were too clumsy to save you, and there’s nothing I can do.”


Xiao Jintian shrunk his neck in terror, his eyes filled with fear and regret. He trembled all over, yet Qin Hao felt not an ounce of sympathy looking at him.


“Since you disregard life, then… naturally, you will also become insignificant as grass.”


As he said this, he extended the knife forward, about to end Xiao Jintian’s life.


But just at this moment, a phone suddenly rang in Qin Hao’s pocket.


Qin Hao frowned, picked it up to take a look; it was Fang Zhenwu, so he answered it.


“Hello, Boss.”


“Yeah, Xiaowu, what’s up?”


On the other end, Fang Zhenwu hesitated for a moment, then asked, “Is Xiao Jintian still with you?”


Qin Hao nodded and replied, “Yeah, he is. But he doesn’t have much time left, it’s down to seconds now.”


Hearing this, Fang Zhenwu smiled bitterly and said, “Boss, Xiao Lingtian just called me. He wants to talk to you. Do you want me to transfer his call?”


Upon hearing this, Qin Hao smirked playfully and said, “Sure, definitely transfer it.”


After he spoke, Fang Zhenwu responded, and after a series of busy tones on the phone, Xiao Lingtian’s steady and heavy voice rang out.


“Night Emperor, long time no see, I hope you’ve been well.”


Qin Hao chuckled and said, “Haha, thanks to your Xiao Family, I’ve been doing quite well.”


The atmosphere became slightly silent, and Xiao Lingtian paused for a while on the other end, then slowly, word by word asked, “Is my son still in your hands, and how is he doing?”


His tone was full of aggressive pressure. Qin Hao ignored this and still replied calmly, “Yes, he’s in my hands. For now, he still has a breath left.”


Hearing this, Xiao Jintian slightly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he was still alive, there was room for negotiation no matter what.


His tone softened a little and then he said:


“Qin Hao, I only heard about the tragedy that befell your Qin Family recently, I’m truly sorry. It’s my failure to educate my son properly, allowing him to act recklessly, which led to this irreparable mistake against your family.”


“Hmm.” Qin Hao responded with a casual nod without speaking further.


He didn’t believe a single punctuation mark of what Xiao Lingtian was saying. If Xiao Jintian hadn’t been instigated by Xiao Lingtian, he wouldn’t have dared to commit such a heinous act by himself.


This is Huaxia, not the war-torn Middle East.


Furthermore, after the incident, if it weren’t for Xiao Lingtian’s protection, how could this matter have been suppressed silently, and how could the Qin Family’s assets have been swallowed by the Xiao Family so quickly.


The truth of the matter is clear to even a three-year-old child, and Qin Hao really had no interest in wasting words with him.


Sure enough, seeing Qin Hao just nodded without speaking further, the atmosphere became silent again.


After hesitating for a long time, Xiao Lingtian finally spoke again:


“Qin Hao, when will this cycle of vengeance end? Someone from the Qin Family has died, and I, Xiao Lingtian, have also lost a grandson. Xiao Yu was already killed by you, and I don’t want to lose another son.”


“Stop here, release my son. From now on, I, Xiao Family, will have no further enmity with your Qin Family, and we’ll mind our own businesses, how about it?”


Hearing this, Qin Hao sneered aloud and directly said, “My Qin Family was exterminated, and you think a simple ‘when will this cycle of vengeance end’ could resolve this deep-seated grudge?”