I Am Born With A Silver Spoon novel Chapter 772

“You’re going to be dead, and still you’re this insolent?” shouted the lackey, who then froze in an instant when he saw flames in Chen Hao’s eyes. The flames seemed so enticing, but his own feet started to burn, and he barely had time to scream before he immediately turned into ashes.

“This is how insignificant the life of a nobody is.” Chen Hao shook his head and smiled faintly, his hands behind his back as he turned into a strong gust of wind that disappeared from where he stood, and headed straight for the cave.

At the entrance of the cave, Chen Hao assassinated anyone and everyone who engaged with him. Like he said, these people were nobodies to him. He didn’t care which Chen family they came from—as long as anyone wished him harm or harbored any ill will toward him, he must die!

Whoosh! Meanwhile, in the middle of the prison, everyone was deeply shocked to see so many experts being killed just like that. Just then, the gust of wind transformed into a figure who stood among the prisoners. “Chen Hao!” Wan Xue recognized him immediately, and called out his name right then and there.

It might not have been obvious, but what Wan Xue had just experienced truly shook her to her core. She’d really thought she was going to be raped by the Daoists, and now she was captured by these horrible men. One could only imagine how she felt when she saw Chen Hao again.

“You’re okay now!” Chen Hao said simply, and unlocked everyone’s chains with a snap of his fingers—including the three masked men who’d just saved Wan Xue, as well as a group of Daoist elders.

What Chen Hao didn’t expect to see was a group of perfectly ordinary, petrified girls in the farthest corner. It seemed that the disappearances of these girls in the last few days had been the doing of these false Daoists. How could members of this Chen family be so immoral and despicable? Rage flashed through Chen Hao’s eyes.

Quickly, the prisoners walked outside as if a weight had been lifted off their shoulders. The leading Daoist elder bowed down to him in respect. “You have saved us all, kind sir. Allow me, a humble Daoist, to thank you,” said the elderly man, who was almost in tears.

“You’re welcome, master. I was going to ask you about someone!”

“Oh? Who is it you’re looking for?” the elder asked.

“I’m looking for Master Ghost, who is currently hiding on this mountain. Have you seen him among the prisoners?” Chen Hao asked curiously.

“Master, could he be the Master Chen Hao that Master Ghost spoke of?” asked a middle-aged man, looking to the elder with respect.

“I am!” Chen Hao nodded.

“I see. Master Ghost had mentioned that you were an immensely talented fellow, and now that I have witnessed your prowess, I see nothing false with his words. Master Chen Hao, Master Ghost is indeed hiding in Xuanyang Mountain to evade your family, but we had never expected him to be captured anyway! Master Ghost has been taken away by Chen Haotian, so he is not with us,” the elder explained.

“What do they want with Master Ghost?” Chen Hao asked.

“I don’t know, but he had put his hopes in you before this disaster fell upon him, and you’re his only salvation from it!” the elder replied hastily.

“Alright, I understand!” Chen Hao nodded.

“Thank you for saving us, kind sir! I’m Yun Haotian!” The middle-aged leader of the masked men came forward to thank Chen Hao.

“Disciple Haotian, you’re here!” the elder called out. It seemed they knew each other.