The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

Chapter 1888: Chapter 1888: Next Target, Daniel Patel

Speaking of Carson Flores, everyone’s expression became somewhat subtle.

A young lad who just advanced to Golden Immortal has made the Heavenly Alliance, full of experts, feel strangely tied up!

“He’s merely relying on the Celestial Palace, pretending to be fierce. If we truly fought, I could slap him to death!”

“Exactly, when he appeared, Daniel Patel was standing beside him. Isn’t that because they’re afraid we’d slap him to death?”

“Daniel Patel standing by him means Alfred Weaver trusts him a lot. It also shows he’s efficient in handling matters. Otherwise, why would the Celestial Palace send such a young guy to deal with this situation?”

“Isn’t Alfred Weaver quite young? Carson Flores is handsome and is Alfred Weaver’s savior, having helped her multiple times. Could it be that Alfred Weaver has taken a liking to him? That’s why Carson was given such a prominent role, to gain fame, and later it would be easier for him to become the Master of the Celestial Palace.”

“Now that you mention it, that sounds quite plausible.”

“I think this might be the truth.”

Suddenly everyone started discussing Carson Flores, who, despite his young age, had become the center of attention.

The Independent Practitioner, who always held a liquor gourd, lazily asked, “Alliance Hierarch, what should we do tomorrow? The Sect Master of Northern Mystic Sect was knocked unconscious by the Left Envoy, and others are certainly going to avoid the fight. The ‘kill the chicken to scare the monkey’ effect isn’t obvious. Should we try another of the Top Ten Immortal Sects?”

Aydin Hatfield laughed, “No need, none of the Top Ten Immortal Sects are weak. We chose Northern Mystic Sect because it’s a dog serving the Celestial Palace, destined to be our opponent eventually, so we attacked them. It’s like ‘beating the dog to show the whole world and the Celestial Palace what we’re capable of.’

“Treasure Path Sect, Ghost King Tomb, and other factions are currently neutral. Since that’s the case, there’s no need for us to provoke them into the Celestial Palace’s camp, adding hurdles for ourselves.”

The Independent Practitioner asked, “Then who shall we target?”

Aydin Hatfield laughed, “Challenge the Celestial Palace directly. Isn’t Daniel Patel the First Chief Guard of the Immortal Palace and currently its most powerful member? Let’s challenge him directly, beat him crippled or dead. If the Celestial Palace can’t turn this situation around, they will surely lose face, and expanding our influence will be easy.”

Maggie Fitzgerald’s eyes lit up, “Alliance Hierarch, are you planning to take action yourself?”

Aydin Hatfield nodded, “Daniel Patel has the strength of Immortal Monarch, reportedly just slightly weaker than Nico Weaver. If you guys face him, you may not win. I’ll personally act; if we’re to win, it should be clean and decisive. Otherwise, how can it be impactful?”

Maggie Fitzgerald asked, “If Daniel Patel loses, won’t they go to war directly?”

Aydin Hatfield laughed heartily, “If they want to go to war, that’s even better. They lose face and reveal their fear, making those neutral factions even less likely to support the Celestial Palace. Wouldn’t that achieve our goal?”

The Independent Practitioner asked, “What if Daniel Patel loses and they still refrain from taking action?”

Aydin Hatfield smiled, “Then we’ll openly establish a Sect, gradually gathering these factions under our banner, and then in one move, topple the Celestial Palace, not giving them any chance to counterattack.”

“I actually hope they don’t make a move because that means they’ve already lost. The esteemed Celestial Palace loses a fight and can’t win it back; who would still believe they can compete against us, the Heavenly Alliance?”

“Give us a little more time, and we can snowball our influence. Then, we’ll easily gain full control over the Thunder Immortal Realm and complete the task assigned by my family.”

Everyone burst into laughter, the atmosphere in the living room relaxed.

“The scene today where the Alliance Hierarch personally defeated the Guardian Blood Envoy was fantastic. The Celestial Palace suddenly finds itself without a reason, and dares not take direct action, stuck in a difficult position!”

“Indeed, if the Alliance Hierarch hadn’t done this, when the Celestial Palace gains momentum, myriad Sects might be swayed to act against us. After all, when heated, who still considers everything?”

“It was tough for the Guardian Blood Envoy; that battle was nerve-wracking to watch!”

Aydin Hatfield smiled, “Guardian Blood Envoy, you should remain hidden for now!”

Maggie Fitzgerald smiled charmingly, “Alright, I’ll just enjoy the spectacle; I’ve waited long enough for this day!”

Aydin Hatfield instructed, “Everyone should go rest. Left Envoy, arrange the guards properly, let’s not get ambushed!”

“Yes!”

…

In the Black Cloud Vessel’s room, Enzo Heath lay unconscious on the bed.

Concerned about further attacks from the Heavenly Alliance on the Northern Mystic Sect, Alfred Weaver sent people to transfer the injured Enzo Heath onto the Black Cloud Vessel proactively.

“How is Uncle Enzo’s injury?”

A strong practitioner skilled in medical practice frowned, pondered for a few seconds, then answered, “He’s seriously injured. He used Frenzied Jue, and each stroke burned his life force. Just these seven blows burned a lot, at least thousands of years of his lifespan.”

“But what’s truly keeping him unconscious is this punch, which carries peculiar energy, ignoring the spiritual energy I use to heal him, suppressing him so he can’t recover, can’t wake up…”