The Heavenly Tiger Swordsman
Golden Color Mask

“Is the dish delicious?" yue Yie asked in the middle of her breakfast with Hao Zhao.

Hao Zhao was busy enjoying his breakfast when Yue Yie asked, where only Hao Zhao nodded in response.

Yue Yie saw the nod Hao Zhao immediately smiled happily, not in vain she thought of hiring the best chef in Dahan Gutur city if it meant Hao Zhao was happy.

Indeed, even though Yue Yie did not tell Hao Zhao, the reason for building a restaurant inside the Treasure Lantern was not only for his workers but for Hao Zhao himself.

Yue Yie realized that there were not many restaurants in Dahan Autumn city had dishes with special flavors on their menu, making Yue Yie who was carrying out the duties of her teacher to make sure Hao Zhao felt as comfortable as possible during his stay in the Treasure Lantern, it was finally unthinkable.

The reason Yue Yie did not usually invite Hao Zhao to eat together as it was also still related to that, where if Hao Zhao was not satisfied with the dish, it was still related, already Yue Yie had thought of recruiting the best chefs in the empire just for Hao Zhao.

“If it is like this, it means the best chef in the empire is not needed," muttered Yue Yie.

“Best chef in the empire? What's for?" hao Zhao asked after accidentally hearing Yue Yie mutter.

“Eh? No, forget it Young Master Zhao. Please just enjoy the dish," Yue Yie said quickly.

Hao Zhao only raised his eyebrows at Yue Yie's reply, before letting it go.

“This girl often acts strange, I do not know if she has been like this since birth or how," said Hao Zhao quietly with the look of his eyes that continue to lead to Yue Yie.

“Stop looking at me, I can't eat properly if it's like this," muttered Yue Yie with her hands that were somehow shaking, shivering, it was so uncomfortable receiving a gaze from Hao Zhao that it almost always managed to make him misbehave.

Hao Zhao also Yue Yie herself not long after that was finally finished with their dish, where Yue Yie chose to return to her room while Hao Zhao went out because there was something she wanted to do.

“Masked man, I am marketing has he made progress with his investigation regarding the massacre at the Gang residence," Hao Zhao muttered before taking a step down the city road.

The situation along the city road seemed normal as usual, it was that Hao Zhao realized not how long he had been down that road until there was an unusual situation seen not far in front of him.

So many people gathered in one place filled a part of the downtown streets, where Hao Zhao only realized afterwards that most people he met along the road earlier were also on their way there.

They seemed to gather to see something that was somehow it, making Hao Zhao who was not far from them become curious.

“What is happening that makes most of the city residents willing to leave their busy lives to gather there?" muttered Hao Zhao, before approaching the crowd wanted to come see what was really the middle of most residents try to see.

A new luxurious horse carriage came to a stop after arriving in front of the Gang family residence, where in front of the horse carriage stood a masked man with about ten imperial soldiers behind him.

“In the empire now there is such a thing?" mumbled Hao Zhao, questioning how could a noble bow their head before an imperial warrior was clearly not ordinary.

The old man as well as the young girl was clearly a nobleman known to Hao Zhao, judging from how the appearance of the two who were so dignified was also luxurious. Now the two were even willing to salute the masked man as well as some other imperial soldiers made Hao Zhao question, it had fallen to what extent was the status of a noble to be inferior to a soldier.

Amidst the confusion that Hao Zhao felt, a man with a golden-coloured iron mask on his face descended from the same horse carriage as the old man as well as the young girl before. Where this time, then the imperial soldiers as well as the masked men had previously paid their respects to the man.

“Other iron masked men? But why does the color of the mask look more luxurious than it should?" Hao Zhao was full of shock, after which he tried to check to what height the golden-masked man who had just stepped down from the horse carriage was.

Hao Zhao not long after trying to check the strength of the man, had to be made to frown afterwards because he could not do it.

“He's stronger than me" said Hao Zhao, understanding why he couldn't read the man's power level.

Not losing his mind, immediately Hao Zhao used his Heavenly Tiger Eye. Where indeed the manager was besides being able to attack, it could also be used to check the level of strength of someone stronger than him.

“Intermediate-stage Soul Swordsman? I understand now why the masked man before could be so proud of the Iron Mask or whatever," Hao Zhao said, referring to the masked man he had dealt with, where the same man was also there led the imperial soldiers to greet the golden masked man.

Hao Zhao felt his affairs there had been completed, in the end choosing to step away because he did not want his presence there to be known. Whether it was by the masked man who had dealt with him, or the masked man with golden color who clearly had more strength than him.

“For now it is better that I be careful, it would be troublesome for me to have to face those two masked men at once," Hao Zhao who did not want any similar incident like the last time it happened.

“Young Master, is that you?!"

An exclamation rang out shortly after Hao Zhao managed to get away from the crowd, where Hao Zhao immediately turned his head to ascertain if he was the one who the exclamation was referring to.

A man who appeared to be in his mid-twenties was running quickly towards Hao Zhao with a face full of enthusiasm, beside Hao Zhao who could only stare at the man was strange for not feeling familiar with him.

“Are you talking to me?" Hao Zhao pointed at his own face with his index finger, though unsure but there was no one around him as most of the townspeople were in the crowd before.

“Of course Young Master, who else is here that I can talk to besides you," said the man with a severed breath from exhaustion, as a result of him approaching Hao Zhao by running as hard as he could.

“Oh, you're talking to me .. but who are you?" Hao Zhao with a serious expression, looked at the man's face fixedly trying to remember him.

The man heard Hao Zhao's question immediately felt surprised, like he could not understand how Hao Zhao could not remember it, when Hao Zhao almost every second must always be in his mind.

Hao Zhao certainly understood the meaning of the man's shock, which inexplicably made Hao Zhao feel a little uneasy towards the man.