Beauty Chairwoman’s Bodyguard Expert

Bai Zhiqing walked out of the villa, not lingering, but followed the road and walked forward.

After walking a few hundred meters, a black sedan silently appeared next to Bai Zhiqing, and then the car door silently opened.

Upon seeing the car door of the black sedan open, Bai Zhiqing did not hesitate and got into the car.

As soon as Bai Zhiqing got into the car, the black sedan turned into a black lightning bolt, quickly disappearing into the night.

However, no one noticed a figure suddenly appearing after Bai Zhiqing left; watching the direction she had gone, he took out a phone from his pocket and sent a text message.

Meanwhile, at the Sky Dragon Club.

Lu Tianxing and Lin Yafei were sitting on the sofa talking.

”What’s wrong, little man? Did something happen? You seem very restless,” Lin Yafei said to Lu Tianxing, who was sitting beside her.

Since nightfall, Lin Yafei noticed that Lu Tianxing seemed like a different person, unusually uneasy, unable to calm down, a world apart from his usual calm demeanor.

Lu Tianxing, after hearing Lin Yafei’s words, slowly exhaled and said, ”I don’t know, I just feel a kind of restless feeling, like something bad is about to happen, but I can’t say exactly what it is.”

Saying this, Lu Tianxing exhaled again. Since night fell, he felt a sudden oppressive mood, his heart like a boulder weighing it down, making it hard for him to breathe, but he couldn’t explain why it was like this.

”Lin Demon, how’s Zhiqing doing? If it’s not working out, we should go back now,” Lu Tianxing said to Lin Yafei, still uneasy about Bai Zhiqing being alone at home.

”Tianxing, don’t worry, I’ve arranged for skilled martial artists to secretly protect Zhiqing, so there won’t be any accidents...”

Lin Yafei smiled slightly at Lu Tianxing, attempting to comfort him. However, before she could finish, her phone started buzzing.

Upon hearing the noise, Lin Yafei did not hesitate, took out her phone and opened the text message.

After seeing the message, Lin Yafei’s face suddenly turned icy cold, a bloodthirsty smile curling her lips.

”Lin Demon, what is it? Did we get news?” Lu Tianxing asked immediately upon sensing Lin Yafei’s change.

”Little man, the snake has come out,” Lin Yafei said heavily to Lu Tianxing.

”The snake has come out?”

Upon hearing this, Lu Tianxing erupted with a bloodthirsty killing intent: ”Lin Demon, have your people keep an eye on them; we’ll head out later. This time I want to see who dares to target my wife; whoever it is, I want them dead without a burial place.”

This moment, Lu Tianxing was filled with the resolve to kill. A dragon has reverse scales; touch them, and you’ll be killed instantly. This time, whoever dared to upset Bai Zhiqing, he’d ensure they’d never find happiness again.

Lin Yafei nodded after hearing Lu Tianxing’s words, immediately making a phone call.

Meanwhile, near the Bai Family Ancestral House in Modu.

Since it was nearing midnight at eleven o’clock, coupled with the Bai Family Ancestral House’s remote location away from the bustling city center, the roads were almost devoid of pedestrians, with only the orange lights illuminating the ground, a gentle breeze passing through, adding a touch of loneliness to the night.

Near midnight at eleven o’clock, nearly everyone had fallen asleep, but in a house not far from the Bai Family Ancestral House, lights were ablaze.

Tang Fengyun sat on the sofa in the room, a cigarette cradled between his fingers, his face expressionless, emanating a bone-chilling coldness, quietly waiting for the moment when time arrived.

Jiang Liufeng did not stay too long at the Bai Family Ancestral House, leaving after dinner, and Mandala, displeased today with Bai Weiwei, also did not stay at the Bai Family Ancestral House but left with Jiang Liufeng.

The departure of Jiang Liufeng and the others did not attract much attention.

Time flowed like water, always quietly passing unnoticed, and in the blink of an eye it was already eleven o’clock at night.

Perhaps the heavens knew something significant was happening tonight as well; the night sky over Modu was particularly dark this evening, pitch black, with howling gales passing through, carrying biting cold, leaving the streets devoid of any pedestrians.

A moonless, windy night is the perfect time for murder.

Upon realizing the time had come, Tang Fengyun took a deep breath, his mouth curling into a cold smile; without hesitation, he stood up from the sofa, striding towards the door, headed directly for the Bai Family Ancestral House.

The house Tang Fengyun was in wasn’t far from the Bai Family Ancestral House, and in a brief period, Tang Fengyun’s figure arrived at the gates of the Bai Family Ancestral House.

The Bai Family Ancestral House’s architectural style resembled that of ancient residences, surrounded by walls over three meters high. But for Tang Fengyun, a martial artist at the Late Stage of Mythical strength, they were completely negligible.

Although at the Bai Family Ancestral House gate, Tang Fengyun did not choose to break in immediately, instead standing quietly, appearing as if he were waiting for something.

As time ticked by, about three minutes passed, and suddenly several faint swooshing sounds came from the surroundings, instantly as five figures appeared beside Tang Fengyun.

”Master Yun.”

The five immediately knelt on one knee upon seeing Tang Fengyun, respectfully saluting him, while five others did not appear, indicating they were following Tang Fengyun’s plan, instructed to delay the Rose Society’s skilled martial artists.

Tang Fengyun, upon seeing these five, showed no change of expression, merely said solemnly, ”How did it go? Have all the sentries outside been dealt with?”

”Master Yun, all have been dealt with, not a single one has escaped,”

one of the men immediately replied. Tang Fengyun glanced around and nodded, ”Remember, these people should be checking in every fifteen minutes; we have only fifteen minutes, don’t delay, proceed.”

With that, Tang Fengyun’s figure flashed, soaring like an eagle into the air, directly over the more than three-meter-high wall, landing within its confines.