Beauty Chairwoman’s Bodyguard Expert

And just as Lu Tianxing was driven crazy by Lin Yafei and Bai Weiwei, in the top-floor room of a luxurious skyscraper in Beijing.

The Heavenly God sat on the sofa with a gloomy face, a man kneeling before him. At this moment, the man’s face was filled with terror, he didn’t dare to lift his head, and his body trembled slightly as if he was extremely frightened. Large beads of sweat continuously slid down his face.

”Repeat what you just said to me,” Heavenly God commanded, his voice cold as ice, his eyes filled with an extreme chill.

”Yes, Young Master.”

Upon hearing the Heavenly God’s words, the man shivered and said with his head lowered, ”I just received a message from Modu. Tonight, the Gun Emperor sought out the Judge and they both left the Bund. But just before that, the Judge and his wife, Bai Zhiqing, safely returned home, while there’s been no news of the Gun Emperor. His phone is unreachable, and our intelligence personnel in Modu suspect...”

Here, the man paused, took a deep breath, a flicker of fear passing over his face, before continuing, ”The intelligence personnel in Modu suspect that the Gun Emperor might have been killed by Lu Tianxing.”

”There’s no need to suspect any longer, the Gun Emperor must have been killed by the Judge. Hmph, Judge, it seems I’ve underestimated you, even the Gun Emperor wasn’t your match.”

The Heavenly God snorted coldly, the coldness on his face deepening. His narrow eyes emitted an endless icy breath, and with a slight force of his fingers, he crushed the wine glass in his hand, the red liquid dripping down his fingers onto the floor like fresh blood.

The Gun Emperor was one of the Twelve Terrifying; the Twelve Terrifying were top-tier experts specially cultivated by his family. Each expert was skilled in a Cultivation Technique, be it marksmanship, swordsmanship, or knife skills. Each one was capable of matching the top talents of the Yanhuang Group. Now that one had died, it caused him a bit of heartache.

”Get out, and send Shadow Stab to see me.”

Heavenly God took a deep breath, his face returning to its usual calm, betraying no hint of his inner turmoil.

”Yes, Young Master, I understand,” the man responded.

Upon hearing the name Shadow Stab, the man shuddered violently. In his heart, Shadow Stab was even more fearsome and sinister than the Heavenly God.

After the man left, the Heavenly God’s expression became ugly. He muttered under his breath, ”Judge, I didn’t expect the Gun Emperor to die by your hand. I truly have underestimated you, being too careless. However, if you think it ends here, you are gravely mistaken. The White Tiger Ring, it must belong to me.”

”Thump!” ”Thump!”

Not much longer, a faint knocking could be heard.

”Come in,” the Heavenly God said indifferently.

The door to the room opened and an ordinary-looking man who wouldn’t stand out in a crowd entered from the outside. Nothing about him was remarkable; he seemed just like an average person, but upon closer inspection, one would find his face constantly shifting, sometimes appearing child-like, sometimes like a woman, an old man, a young man—everything imaginable, as if countless faces were superimposed upon his own, unnervingly eerie, sending shivers down one’s spine.

”Young Master, you called for me.”

The strange man entered the room and bowed slightly to the Heavenly God.

”Shadow Stab, you’re here. It seems you’ve perfected your Thousand Transformation Technique even further, capable of evolving so many faces,” the Heavenly God commented, lifting an eyelid slightly as he spoke.

Shadow Stab, one of the Twelve Shock, practiced the Thousand Transformation Technique, his appearance ever-changing, able to approach you silently and kill you. Among the Twelve Shock, he was the most sinister Assassin because you never knew which face he would present when he appeared before you—it might always have been a disguise.

”Thank you for the praise, Young Master. May I know why you have summoned me this time?” Shadow Stab nodded, his expression still unchanging, as if nothing ever caused any emotional ripples in him.

The Heavenly God, seemingly accustomed to Shadow Stab’s expressions, spoke lightly, ”The Gun Emperor is dead, killed by the Judge. I need you to make a trip to Modu.”

”To kill the Judge?”

A fervent light flashed in Shadow Stab’s eyes, for he loved the thrill of strong individuals dying at his hands.

”It doesn’t matter to me if you have the capacity to kill the Judge,” the Heavenly God looked up at Shadow Stab and said. ”Shadow Stab, what I need to tell you is that the Gun Emperor had advanced to the Mythical Realm and yet still met his end at the Judge’s hands. You had better be careful. Once the Judge targets you, there’s a ninety percent chance you will die by his hand. I’m sending you to Modu not to kill the Judge but to find out everything about him. It doesn’t matter if you can’t kill him. I want him to live in constant fear, understand?”

”Understood, just a lowly Judge, I will become his eternal nightmare,” said Shadow Stab.

Shadow Stab nodded, a bloodthirsty smile flashing across his lips; his Thousand Transformation Technique was ever-changing, and as long as he wanted to turn into someone, there was nothing he couldn’t imitate. Even the other members of the Twelve Terrifying couldn’t detect the peculiarity of the Thousand Transformation Technique, so he didn’t believe Lu Tianxing would be able to discover it.

”Go down! Remember, be very careful. The Judge is not as simple as you imagine. He managed to establish the Netherworld Mercenary Corps and turn it into a formidable power in the Underworld, much more fearsome than you think. If you underestimate him, you will die very quickly.”

”Yes.”

”By the way, I heard that Mu Qingxue is going to Modu to hold a concert in a few days. Keep a close eye on Mu Qingxue for me. I suspect there’s a Four Symbols Ring in the possession of the Mu Family. If possible, capture Mu Qingxue for me. I want to find out whether the Mu Family has a Four Symbols Ring or not,” Heavenly God said indifferently.

”I understand.”

Shadow Stab nodded and immediately left the room.

Watching Shadow Stab’s disappearing figure, Heavenly God looked up into the distance, his gaze cold and severe, directed towards Modu. One day, he would reign supreme and control everything.

Meanwhile, in another luxurious villa in Beijing.

A girl with a delicate face, beautiful to the extreme, stood on the balcony, her eyes gazing at the bright moon in the sky, the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, tracing a smile that could captivate all beings.

Her face was exquisite, and the beautiful evening gown she was wearing made her look like a sprite in the night, stylish, beautiful, and noble. Below her snowy white neck were towering ~peaks~, and her skin, pale as ~snow~, shimmered faintly under the moonlight, her flawless face and noble temperament making it impossible to look away.

Her beauty was breathtaking, not inferior to Bai Zhiqing’s in the slightest, even possessing a more regal air as if from the moment of her birth, she was a high-born princess.

This woman was none other than the big star that Heavenly God had mentioned to keep an eye on, Mu Qingxue.

Speaking of Mu Qingxue, almost no one in China or even the whole world was unaware of her. Mu Qingxue was a singing star, a superstar without a hint of scandal surrounding her.

Three years ago, Mu Qingxue debuted with an anti-war song that resonated throughout China and was covered by stars worldwide, becoming famous overnight throughout Jiangnan. Coupled with her flawless complexion, she became the goddess of countless otaku. Her albums that followed swept the music market, and she became a new generation Heavenly Queen in the music industry.

Particularly after taking on the role in the only Xianxia themed movie she did after her debut, it propelled her to the pinnacle of fame, earning her the title of the new age fairy goddess in period costume dramas. Most astonishingly, Mu Qingxue had never been involved in any scandals throughout the three years since her debut. Even for intimate scenes in movies, they were all completed by substitutes.

If that were all there was to her, Mu Qingxue would merely be a star. However, another aspect of her made her a formidable figure to be wary of: she was the treasured daughter of the Beijing Mu Family, the only daughter, not unlike Shen Manjun of the Beijing Shen Family, both of whom were figures that incited fear.

This was also why Mu Qingxue, throughout her more than two-year career, had never once been caught up in any scandals. There once was a rich second-generation who failed to invite Mu Qingxue and attempted to use underhanded means. The next day, he was found with five broken legs in a dumpster, and his family’s company was investigated for various issues, leading directly to bankruptcy.

Since then, no one dared to entertain any ideas about Mu Qingxue, especially the paparazzi who were directly warned by the Mu Family. Those who did not heed the warnings had their companies brought down to bankruptcy.

Similarly, in Beijing, Mu Qingxue, along with Shen Manjun, was the object of pursuit for countless people. To secure Mu Qingxue would mean having the entire Mu Family at one’s disposal.

”Sigh, Miss, have you really decided to go to Modu? Many forces are viewing you as a thorn in their side because of your anti-war song. Haven’t you faced several assassination attempts over these years? It’s fine as long as you stay in Beijing, but if you go to Modu, those people definitely won’t leave you alone,” said a skinny old man standing behind Mu Qingxue, looking at her with a loving gaze, as if he was looking at his own granddaughter.

This old man was Mu Qingxue’s bodyguard—Gongsun Ye, also one of the Mu Family’s retainers, and his strength was formidable. Otherwise, he would not be Mu Qingxue’s bodyguard.

Hearing the old man’s words, Mu Qingxue gently shook her head and said, ”Grandpa Gongsun, I know you mean well for me, but I must make a trip to Modu, because I received news that the man from back then might very well be in Modu.”

Hearing this, Gongsun Ye sighed deeply and said, ”Miss, why trouble yourself with this? So many years have passed; why bother finding him? Maybe he’s married by now. Even if you find him, what can you do, force him to divorce his wife and marry you? Or if you do find him, what do you plan to say to him? The Mu Family will not allow you to marry an ordinary person.”

”Grandpa Gongsun, I know, but I must find him no matter what. I want to see who the person is that risked his life to save me back then,” said Mu Qingxue, clenching her teeth, a stubborn look on her face.

”Sigh, Miss, why put yourself through this suffering?” Gongsun Ye sighed again, saying no more. He knew well the nature of Mu Qingxue’s character; once she was determined to do something, she wouldn’t change her mind. To put it bluntly, she was as stubborn as a mule.

Mu Qingxue said nothing, turned her head to look at the bright moon in the sky, and murmured softly, ”No matter where you are, I must find you, and I’ll show you with my actions that the girl you saved back then wasn’t an ugly duckling. The incident where you spanked my ~butt~ back then, I will also keep it in my heart.”