Beauty Chairwoman’s Bodyguard Expert

Chapter 529: Chapter 525: The Conspiracy Arises Again (5th Update)

Just as Lu Tianxing felt uncomfortable, there was another person who wasn’t feeling particularly at ease either. This person was none other than Huang Fuhu, President of the Modu Sky Alliance.

At this moment, Huang Fuhu sat on the couch, his brows furrowed into a Sichuan character. The cigarette in his hand was about to burn his fingers, but he seemed unaware, his brows locked together, deep in thought.

Not far from Huang Fuhu, a young man sat on the sofa, his face wearing a faint smile with an air of arrogance, making it clear at a glance that he considered himself above everyone else.

”President Huangfu, have you made up your mind? If we don’t join forces, I’m afraid it won’t be long before your daughter swallows up your Sky Alliance,” Mr. Duan said, looking at Huang Fuhu with a smile on his face.

”Why do you want to help me? You’re from the Yanhuang Group; logically, you should be the one most eager to destroy me. Why do you want to help me?” Huang Fuhu discarded the cigarette from his hand, lit another, and looked at Mr. Duan.

”Because we have a common enemy.”

When it came to the enemy, a ferocious killing intent flashed across Mr. Duan’s face. He was a member of the Sky Team of the Yanhuang Group, but had suffered setbacks at the hands of Lu Tianxing time and again, even being stepped on by him. For someone as proud as him, this was hard to accept. He had become a laughingstock in the Yanhuang Group. Without killing Lu Tianxing, he wouldn’t be able to find peace.

”Enemy?” Huang Fuhu was puzzled upon hearing Mr. Duan’s words.

”Lu Tianxing.”

”It’s him.”

At the mention of this name, a shadow crossed Huang Fuhu’s face. The rapid expansion of the Rose Society lately might well have something to do with this man.

”Of course it’s him. I heard that you, President Huangfu, are planning to deal with the Rose Society on the day of the birthday celebration. If things go as expected, you might as well prepare a fine coffin for yourself in advance,” Mr. Duan said slowly.

”What do you mean by that?”

Huang Fuhu’s face turned unsightly; Mr. Duan’s words were a clear curse on his life.

Unaffected by Huang Fuhu’s expression, Mr. Duan continued with a light smile, ”Heh, President Huangfu, do you think I’m deceiving you? I don’t know if you have heard about what happened at Sining Cemetery recently.”

Huang Fuhu’s face was still somewhat gloomy, but he nodded: ”I’ve heard about it. They say that powerful martial artists fought in Sining Cemetery, which caused such devastating destruction.”

”You’re right, there were powerful martial artists fighting. But I think you might not know who those martial artists were exactly! One of them, I believe you’re quite familiar with.”

”Who?” asked Huang Fuhu in a deep voice.

”Lu Tianxing,” Mr. Duan said slowly, uttering the name.

”It’s him.”

The color drained from Huang Fuhu’s face as he abruptly stood up from the chair and gazed at Mr. Duan with a grave look: ”Are you lying to me?”

If one of them was Lu Tianxing, then all the things he had investigated about Lu Tianxing fell into place. According to his investigations, the demise of the White Tiger Hall and the Sword Alliance were all related to Lu Tianxing, but there’d been no hard evidence. Now, hearing Mr. Duan’s words, Huang Fuhu finally understood why Rose was brave enough to attend the birthday celebration, knowing it was a trap.

With an invincible martial artist backing her, any move he wanted to make against the Rose Society during the birthday celebration would be pointless; it might even cost him his own life.

”Of course it’s him. Moreover, his opponent was called Ye Lang, the infamous leader of the Night Wolf Mercenary Group in the Underworld, a Mythical Level Martial Artist. When we arrived there, Ye Lang had died, killed by Lu Tianxing,” Mr. Duan continued.

”What did you say?” Huang Fuhu could no longer maintain his composure, his face filled with shock as he spoke.

A Mythical Level Martial Artist, that was considered to be the utmost pinnacle of combat strength, yet he had died at the hands of Lu Tianxing, how could Huang Fuhu believe this?

Huang Fuhu’s eyes widened in disbelief, he could never have imagined that the Lu Tianxing who had beaten him up at Zero Point Bar would turn out to be a Mythical Level Martial Artist.

Thinking of this, Huang Fuhu couldn’t help but shiver; if what Blade’s Edge said was true, then he probably was doomed for certain. For a Mythical Level Martial Artist looking to wipe out the Sky Alliance, it wouldn’t be a difficult task.

”President Huangfu, you need to think clearly now.”

Blade’s Edge had a smile that oozed confidence, ”The Rose Society is pressing step by step. If you don’t have my help, the demise of your Sky Alliance is just a matter of time. I think Huangfu Meigui will not let go of a father who ~wants~ to kill even his own biological daughter.”

After a deep look at Blade’s Edge, Huang Fuhu said gravely, ”Why have you chosen to work with me?”

”It’s the same reason as before; we share a common enemy.”

Blade’s Edge sneered as he said, ”Lu Tianxing is our enemy, and you want to kill Huangfu Meigui and take control of Modu, while I also want to kill her and have Lu Tianxing perish in agony. That’s why I sought to work with you.”

”Even so, I find it hard to believe that you could kill Lu Tianxing. As you said before, Lu Tianxing is a Mythical Level Martial Artist; it’s almost impossible to kill him. If we can’t take him down, we’ll both die. I have no reason to take such a huge risk to slay a god with you.”

Huang Fuhu had not lost his sense because of cooperation with the Yanhuang Group. He didn’t need to think to know how strong a Mythical Level combat power was. He hadn’t truly burned bridges with Lu Tianxing. If he was willing to concede, Rose might not kill him. But if he collaborated with Blade’s Edge and failed, Lu Tianxing might be wary of the Yanhuang Group and not dare to kill Blade’s Edge, but Lu Tianxing would definitely not mind killing him.

”President Huangfu is indeed cautious,”

Blade’s Edge spoke admiringly, then pulled a white porcelain bottle from his pocket and placed it on the coffee table, ”This is Qingfeng Free and Easy Drunk, a colorless and tasteless poison that the Yanhuang Group specifically concocts to target peak Martial Artists. Even Mythical Level Martial Artists cannot use their True Qi for a short time after inhaling this.”

”What do you want to get out of this?”

”I have only one request; I want Lu Tianxing alive.”

Huang Fuhu looked at Blade’s Edge, said nothing, rhythmically tapping the wooden armrest on the sofa, and after a long while, he finally said, ”Pleasure doing business with you.”

Upon hearing Huang Fuhu’s words, Blade’s Edge revealed a brilliant smile and stood up, ”Pleasure doing business, President Huangfu. Then, allow me to congratulate you on your victory in advance.”

”Hahaha, well said, well said,”

Huang Fuhu laughed heartily, ”Mr. Duan, would you be interested in attending my birthday banquet in a few days?”

”I’m afraid I have other commitments that day,”

”That’s such a pity,”

Huang Fuhu shook his head in regret, saying, ”Mr. Duan, I don’t know if you’ve eaten, but would you be interested in joining me for lunch?”

”I would be delighted.”