Beauty Chairwoman’s Bodyguard Expert

Chapter 1800: Chapter 1793: Let History Repeat Itself

”That’s right, we’re going to Qin Island.”

Ji Xingyun nodded and said in a deep voice, ”Although you’ve used my Original Sword Intent to break through to the middle-stage mythical level, there’s still a little bit of a castle in the air. You must fight with masters and completely integrate my Original Sword Intent into your own during the battle. More importantly, some people on Qin Island have started causing trouble. Aside from merging your sword intent, your mission is to eradicate all these individuals and warn them with blood that the powerful arrival of the Yanhuang Group means that China is not a place for them to mess around.”

As he spoke, a touch of extreme killing intent flashed across Ji Xingyun’s face, clearly showing he had murderous intentions.

”Master, leave this matter to me. I will ensure everyone knows that the Yanhuang Group is not what it used to be.” Sima Lingyun responded coldly.

”Mmm!”

Ji Xingyun nodded, casually waving his hand and said, ”Go prepare now! Head to Qin Island today. Remember, you’re my disciple, don’t disgrace me when you’re there, especially don’t let that old guy Jiang Liufeng look down on you.”

Seeing his master’s unconquerable spirit, Sima Lingyun could only smile bitterly and nod, ”Master, rest assured, I definitely won’t disgrace you when I get to Qin Island.”

”Remember, if you disgrace me, don’t blame me for harshly dealing with you when you come back.”

With that, Ji Xingyun waved his hand to signal Sima Lingyun to leave.

”Master, I’ll be off then.”

Sima Lingyun spoke to Ji Xingyun briefly, then turned around and walked outside without further words.

Watching Sima Lingyun’s departing figure, Ji Xingyun murmured softly, ”Lu Family kid, the winds have started to blow, let’s see if you can ride the waves. If you succeed, China will be without worries for the next hundred years; if you can’t overcome, then just settle for being an ordinary person...”

As Lu Tianxing stepped onto Qin Island and entered the Eight Great Passes Villa, the entire Beijing felt the storm coming.

Ever since Yama Palace fiercely humiliated the Qingtian Alliance, Yama Palace’s name in Beijing has soared, drawing everyone’s attention. Especially with the third young master of Han Family, Han Zifeng, joining and teaming up with Lin Yafei, Yama Palace has become a colossal entity settled in Beijing, attracting countless gazes, yet no one dares to move recklessly.

Compared to Yama Palace’s thriving rise, the Yang Family Master Yang Anlong’s face has grown increasingly grim. Since he and Avril failed to attack Lu Tianxing last time, the Yang Family’s situation has become more dire, especially in the business domain, facing nearly devastating blows. Without the Yang Family’s deep foundation, they might have already been crippled.

Even so, in recent times, Yama Palace’s occasional harassment of Yang Family’s power is like just scratching an itch, with no significant impact, yet it feels particularly annoying, like a fly buzzing in your ear, compelling you to want to swat it dead.

Yet Yang Anlong finds himself with no solution; though they could crush Yama Palace in a heartbeat, he cannot make a move. If he dares act against Yama Palace, Lu Tianxing wouldn’t hesitate to lead Cangwu to storm into Yang Family. Though these two perhaps couldn’t overpower Yang Family, one mustn’t forget Beijing isn’t home to just one illustrious family. If Yang Family were to be devastated, ruin isn’t far off.

Sitting on the living room sofa, Yang Anlong exhaled a thick cloud of smoke, enveloping his face in a sinister haze, especially with those cold glints in his eyes, evoking a sense of unease.

”Thud!” ”Thud!” ”Thud!”

Suddenly, light footsteps approaching from the doorway drew nearer and nearer.

”Who?”

Upon hearing the sudden footsteps, Yang Anlong abruptly stood from the sofa, his eyes scanning toward the living room doorway like electricity, and wisps of True Qi faintly emanating from him—after all, this was the Yang Family, without his command, no one would dare set foot here.

”Hehe, Yang Family Master, such a grand rage. Do you intend on treating me, your partner, with this attitude?”

A calm voice came from outside the room.

With the voice, a figure wearing a Beijing Opera mask slowly stepped inside from the entrance.

”Who are you?” Yang Anlong’s gaze fell upon the intruder and said nothing, instead spoke with a deep tone.

”Who I am isn’t important, Yang Family Master, what’s important is I am your partner, someone capable of eliminating Lu Tianxing.”

The intruder maintained a faint smile, looking at Yang Anlong.

”Partner?”

Yang Anlong sneered, ”You dare speak of partnership without even revealing your true face?”

”Yang Family Master, are you sure you want to see my true face?”

”Would you dare?”

”Why wouldn’t I? Just hope you won’t regret it after you see it.”

Without hesitation, the figure raised his hand to slowly remove the Beijing Opera mask, revealing a rather handsome face behind it.

”Young Master of Tang Family, Tang Qingyun.”

Seeing the face of the intruder, Yang Anlong was momentarily stunned, his face carrying a trace of undeniable surprise—never expecting Tang Qingyun, the prodigious talent of this Tang Family generation, would break into the Yang Family.

After a brief shock, Yang Anlong’s expression quickly steadied; if it was Tang Qingyun, sneaking into Yang Family unnoticed was plausible. The tang family, after all, is famed for their poisons that reign supreme, a mere sedative would be hard for ordinary people to resist.

The reason for Tang Family stepping out of Shu isn’t of concern to Yang Anlong. What’s crucial is Tang Family’s deep-rooted enmity toward Lu Family, which for him, is quite sufficient.

”Of course it’s me. Do you feel I am not qualified, with my identity, to collaborate with the Yang Family?” Tang Qingyun asked, holding the Beijing Opera mask with a smile and looking at Yang Anlong.

”Of course, if Young Master Tang isn’t qualified, then very few others in this world would be.”

Yang Anlong watched Tang Qingyun, eyes gleaming, and spoke calmly, ”I wonder, Young Master Tang, how you plan on collaborating with me?”

”Naturally, it’s to cooperate on recreating history, to make this generation’s monstrous talent of the Lu Family vanish.” Tang Qingyun stated plainly with a slight smile, going straight to the point.