Beauty Chairwoman’s Bodyguard Expert

Time flows like water, fleeting and fast.

With the approach of the fifth day of next month, Beijing has become tumultuous. Following Lu Tianxing’s orders, under Lin Yafei’s direction, Yama Palace’s attacks on the Qingtian Alliance have intensified dramatically, abandoning the usual gentle approach and becoming aggressively ruthless, leaving no room for the opponent to breathe, attacking with deadly precision.

Under the unreserved, aggressive offensive of Yama Palace, the Qingtian Alliance has been retreating, unable to even counterattack. After all, Yama Palace is led by Lin Yafei, controlled by her sole command, while Chen Changwu, the Alliance Hierarch of the Qingtian Alliance, is merely a puppet. Moreover, Lu Tianxing is the third young master of the Lu Family, backing Lin Yafei. In this situation, how many families dare to confront the Lu Family head-on?

Although the true power behind the Qingtian Alliance is Tang Qingyun, compared to the Tang Family which has always stayed hidden in Shu, the Lu Family acts with impunity. Offending Lu Tianxing is equivalent to offending the Lu Family, and the Lu Family doesn’t care about your status; they will annihilate you at any cost, and death will be in vain.

At this moment, on the top floor of a very tall skyscraper in Beijing.

Chen Changwu, as the Alliance Hierarch of the Qingtian Alliance, stands before the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the scene outside with a distant look, admiring the bustling traffic below as if they were ants. He used to love standing here, overlooking the bustling view downstairs, feeling exceptionally delightful, as he felt everyone was beneath his feet, making him the supreme ruler, holding the power over life and death.

But now Chen Changwu cannot feel any delight at all; instead, his mood has become increasingly gloomy.

This is all because of the relentless pressure from Yama Palace, pushing him to the brink, making the Qingtian Alliance feel like they are trapped in a swamp, unable to move.

Moreover, Chen Changwu understands very clearly that this is likely the signal for Yama Palace to launch a full-scale attack on the Qingtian Alliance, possibly ready to invade at any moment, uprooting the alliance completely. At that moment, his death is certain, without any chance to rise again.

Even though he knows the Qingtian Alliance cannot fail, nor can it be destroyed by Yama Palace, or else he is definitely doomed.

But now, Chen Changwu feels completely helpless.

Since he left Tang Qingyun last time, Tang Qingyun mysteriously vanished, and even his usual contact by phone is unreachable. If he weren’t still the Alliance Hierarch of the Qingtian Alliance, Chen Changwu would almost suspect meeting Tang Qingyun was just a dream.

With Tang Qingyun not showing up, coupled with Yama Palace’s relentless pressure, the Qingtian Alliance has indeed reached a dead-end over the past two days. Facing Yama Palace’s attacks, the alliance cannot fight back at all, or rather, the families that joined the alliance dare not confront Yama Palace directly.

Now everyone knows that behind Yama Palace stands Lu Tianxing, the Lu Family; opposing them is no different than courting death.

Especially with Tang Qingyun’s absence recently, the families that originally joined the Qingtian Alliance have become hesitant. Although they still follow his orders, their commitment is apparent; otherwise, given the alliance’s strength, even if they cannot defeat Yama Palace, they wouldn’t be retreating so helplessly, unable to fight back.

But now Chen Changwu has no solution at all; although he is the Alliance Hierarch of the Qingtian Alliance, ultimately, he is just a puppet supported by Tang Qingyun publicly. Everyone knows Tang Qingyun is the true power behind the Qingtian Alliance, and he is just a puppet. At this moment, with Tang Qingyun not showing up, who is willing to heed a puppet’s command?

Gloom fills Chen Changwu’s heart, completely overshadowed by a sense of dread, feeling as if his heart is squeezed by a large hand, unable to breathe, a sense of imminent death rises within him.

If the Qingtian Alliance is annihilated, his fate will be death, a path he knows Lin Yafei is unlikely to spare him. After all, during the battles between the Qingtian Alliance and Yama Palace, quite a few members of Yama Palace died at his hands; Lin Yafei sparing him would be extraordinary.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Changwu took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, his face shrouded in smoke, making his expression increasingly grim.

Ring, ring....

At that moment, the phone on Chen Changwu’s desk suddenly rang with a melodious ringtone.

Upon hearing the ringtone, Chen Changwu slowly exhaled a mouthful of smoke, turned around, and walked to the desk, picking up the phone.

Seeing the caller ID, Chen Changwu’s grim expression instantly revealed a touch of excitement, unable to contain it.

Because the call was none other than from Tang Qingyun.

Chen Changwu took a deep breath, striving to calm his slightly rapid breathing, then answered the call respectfully, ”Young Master Tang.”

”Chen Changwu, you’ve disappointed me greatly.”

Tang Qingyun’s calm voice came through the phone.

Hearing Tang Qingyun’s words, Chen Changwu’s face was full of bitterness. With a bitter smile, he said, ”Young Master Tang, I wish I could handle this situation, but I truly am powerless now. Although I’ve mobilized many forces to resist Yama Palace, Young Master Tang, you know the nature of these families; how could they wholeheartedly invest themselves? Plus, with your absence, many families mistakenly believe you’re afraid of Lu Tianxing, unwilling to confront him. Although they dare not defy my orders, they comply superficially, merely resisting Yama Palace briefly before withdrawing; I have no means whatsoever.”

”So many families are unwilling to exert effort?”

Tang Qingyun’s calm voice resonated over the phone, ”If they’re unwilling to exert effort, why keep them?”

Chen Changwu trembled upon hearing Tang Qingyun’s words, ”Young Master Tang, do you mean...?”

”Kill them.”

Before Chen Changwu could finish speaking, Tang Qingyun interrupted him, ”If they don’t want to exert effort, why keep them around, wasting resources?”

”But Young Master Tang, I have no power to deal with them,” Chen Changwu said helplessly.

He had enough of the disdainful gazes from these families, intending to act and annihilate a few to set an example, but he was powerless, unable to challenge these families because he was merely a puppet, not the real Alliance Hierarch.