In that encounter, although Yun Hao lost to Demon Buddha in one move, in a battle not long after, Yun Hao had improved his strength and ended in a draw with White Tiger!

However, after posing the question, Yun Hao had a sudden impulse to slap himself. It's been several years now, and his strength had improved. How much more would others have improved? Perhaps over the years, Demon Buddha's strength has surpassed White Tiger's!

Sure enough, as soon as Yun Hao thought of this, he heard Cyan Dragon awkwardly say, "White Tiger fought Demon Buddha a month ago but lost. He was defeated in just three moves!"

Three moves?

Yun Hao's pupils instinctively contracted. Had Demon Buddha's strength grown so powerful? Could this guy have had some great opportunity?

"Moreover, Demon Buddha's power is now especially strong. Even White Tiger can only meet it head-on with a punch. White Tiger says that guy's strength has improved remarkably. Just as I was worried about this, fortunately, you arrived!" Cyan Dragon, seeing Yun Hao not responding, continued speaking. Since things had reached this point, there was no reason to hide it any longer!

"Yes, it's remarkable. Call me in advance when the time comes. However, I want something from your Dragon Scale!" Yun Hao's mind was itching. For someone like him who loves fighting, hearing about a strong opponent always piqued his interest. Tank was just a guy with the same hobby!

"What condition? Mr. Yun, why don't you tell me first!" Cyan Dragon did not agree right away but cautiously asked first.

"Ten kilograms of SS material. Don't tell me you don't have it. You should know that if I brought it up, it means I'm sure you have this material!" After Yun Hao finished speaking, he directly blocked Cyan Dragon's route to refuse, his gaze firmly fixed on Cyan Dragon. The implication was clear: if you give it, I'll help you. If not, forget it!

"Ten kilograms is too much. I need to consult above first!" Cyan Dragon meticulously sized up Yun Hao once more. All information about SS material was classified. Even in Huaxia, only a handful of people knew, not even the United States. The fact that Yun Hao knew meant they understood him far too little!

"Alright!"

Yun Hao did not return directly to Chu Yan's villa but instead called Yu Mei and went to her place. After all, at this time, Yu Mei should be very fragile. Emotionally and rationally, he should accompany her. He couldn't just abandon her without feeling, could he?

Yu Mei's new home was still close to Prosperous International. Yun Hao stayed with Yu Mei for a few hours until midnight, leaving only after Yu Mei fell asleep.

Upon reaching the villa's entrance, Yun Hao's steps came to a halt. Instead of choosing to go in through the front door, he suddenly kicked off from the ground with force, using his hands and feet to reach the window of a second-floor room.

This was a guest room, usually unoccupied. Yun Hao opened the window and gently leaped inside, tiptoeing toward the door!

Although the vision inside the room was dim, relying on his extraordinary eyesight, Yun Hao could barely discern figures. The lights in the second-floor corridor were off, with only the first-floor hall lit!

Thus, Yun Hao cautiously hugged the wall, trying his best to control his breathing and footsteps!

Coldly watching the black-clad figure hiding behind the villa's door, Yun Hao did not immediately take action. He was waiting — waiting for the other person to appear!

Just as he reached the doorway, he heard the breathing of this black-clad person inside, though the other was quite controlled, he still detected it. The reason he confirmed there was someone else was that he understood the routine of these people too well. Typically, one executes the mission while the other stands guard!

And upon thinking of this, Yun Hao's expression shifted in realization. The target within the villa could only be Chu Yan; it certainly couldn't be the maid, Wu Ma!

Damn it, they dared target his wife, they were asking for death!

Just then, Yun Hao saw one of the second-floor room doors open. Fixing his gaze, it was his wife, Chu Yan. This silly girl seemed half-asleep, rubbing her eyes with one hand as she slowly trudged toward the staircase!

"This guy Yun Hao, it's so late already, has he still not returned?" Chu Yan, having already slept, was thinking of checking whether Yun Hao had returned, simply wanting to go downstairs for a look.

Indeed, his wife did care about him. Yun Hao felt a warmth in his heart. At this moment, he finally noticed the other figure clad in black. Hidden not ten meters away, behind a large vase, which served as cover from a room behind. It seemed they had previously gone there to find someone!

Still groggy, Chu Yan arrived at the staircase; just as she was about to go down, the person hiding behind the vase moved, suddenly darting straight at Chu Yan!

"Ah!"

As Chu Yan turned her head upon sensing something, she saw a shadow rushing toward her and instinctively let out a piercing scream.

Just as quickly, Yun Hao dashed forward, immediately kicking toward the black-clad person. However, to Yun Hao's surprise, he missed!

As Yun Hao was about to follow up, he suddenly sensed a whirring sound from the other side — the sound of an airborne projectile puncturing the air. Startled, he swiftly bent down, attempting to avoid the attack!

However, at that moment, the black-clad person who was about to attack Chu Yan somehow pulled out a dagger and thrust it toward him!

At that moment, Yun Hao finally understood: these people's target wasn't Chu Yan at all, but him. Otherwise, with their skills, it would have been too easy to deal with a defenseless Chu Yan!

But now was no time to ponder who wanted him dead, as the dagger was already dangerously close!

A flash of cold light appeared in his eyes, as he forcefully slapped the ground, his body twisting into a bizarre turn. Simultaneously, his legs kicked backward with force, landing a strike on the abdomen of the one who had thrown the projectile!

"Screech!"

However, Yun Hao's chest was grazed by the dagger of another black-clad person, instantly dyeing his shirt with blood!

Yun Hao seemed indifferent to any pain, ignoring his injuries entirely. In his right hand, at some point, appeared a dark dagger. As soon as he stood up, he swept it toward the neck of the black-clad figure who had wounded him!

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