The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

”Garber Master, is that... it?”

Elthar Garber elegantly sheathed his sword, casually inserting it at his side, and the sword vanished inch by inch into thin air.

”Yes, it’s done.”

Carson Flores was uncertain, this was too exaggerated.

After all, it was a project that cost ten billion spirit stones, and you solved it with a mere wave of your hand, giving me the illusion that ’even I could do it’.

It’s like being terminally ill, desperately seeking doctors, spending a fortune to find one, only for that doctor to give you two casual jabs, then claim you’re cured.

Those who know would praise your skills, while those who don’t might think you’re a fraud.

Carson’s eyes fell on the Dark Ancestral Dragon: ”Senior, how do you feel?”

The Dark Ancestral Dragon stretched its body, its massive dragon eyes filled with excitement.

”I can no longer feel his presence; the bond has been severed. I’m free, haha!”

It actually worked!

Though expensive, it was worth it.

Sword to cure the illness indeed!

Carson bowed and said, ”Thank you, senior, I’m immensely grateful.”

Elthar Garber gazed at Carson, his tone calm: ”You’ve paid enough, so naturally I fulfill your request. This was a transaction; no need to thank me.”

Carson didn’t say much more, directly taking his leave: ”Then I won’t disturb you, City Lord, farewell!”

”Wait!”

Carson halted, his expression slightly puzzled: ”Does the City Lord have more to say?”

Elthar Garber said indifferently: ”Do you know the disciple of Floating Cloud from the Dragon Mountain Sect, Carson Flores?”

Carson’s eyelid twitched suddenly, and the hair on the back of his neck stood on end.

Damn it!

Something has gone wrong!

Carson asked with a face full of doubt: ”Dragon Mountain Sect? Is it the one from Eastern Radiance? I don’t know them. Why does the City Lord ask?”

Elthar Garber asked plainly: ”Let me ask another question then, Snow Zane, do you know where she is?”

Carson’s heart skipped a beat, turning cold.

He’s come prepared!

Clinging to a faint hope, Carson continued to feign ignorance: ”Snow Zane, who’s that? I’ve never heard of her.”

Elthar Garber calmly declared: ”Your appearance isn’t your original, correct? Snow Zane was rescued by the Saint of Thieves, and you’ve had contact with the Saint of Thieves. It’s quite reasonable for one favored by a Heavenly God Sect disciple to possess the Hundred Changes Pendant. So, must I capture you and employ the Soul Searching Technique before you’ll talk?”

Carson was speechless; this was too outlandish.

Relying on such sparse clues, he deduced the entire truth.

Event One: In the City of Netherfire, my true self appeared, requesting the Fenshen Sword to sever the bond, without exposing my identity.

Event Two: On the flying boat, people from Malignant Dragon City chased Snow Zane, saw Niall Sinclair, trying to frame me and my peers, forcibly capturing us. Helpless, I revealed my identity, stating I departed from Malignant Dragon City and had records there, traceable.

Event Three: Snow Zane killed pursuers and left with me, acting against the Myriad Immortals Palace all along.

Event Four: The Saint of Thieves rescued Snow Zane, while I ”died” at the hands of the Master of Path.

Event Five: My changed appearance applied again to sever a bond for the Dark Ancestral Dragon.

Severing a bond for a dragon’s good and evil split was unique, ultimately leading to my exposure.

Looks like he’d been watching all along, just waiting for me to appear.

Since everything’s been laid out, Carson stopped pretending; in a thought, he restored his true appearance.

”The Saint of Thieves said this item was generally discernible; seems it’s not as impressive as he claimed.”

Elthar Garber gazed at Carson, his eyes slightly surprised: ”Carson Flores?”

Carson sighed: ”It’s me, Garber Master. I want to know, who set you here to watch for me, Malignant Dragon City or Myriad Immortals Palace?”

Elthar Garber frowned: ”Weren’t you destroyed with a wave by the Hall Master? You’re still alive?”

Carson chuckled: ”The Hall Master is strong, but he’s still just human, not an omniscient or omnipotent god. Fooling him once isn’t too much, right?”

Elthar Garber said coldly: ”Rebirth of flesh, or perhaps, incarnation?”

Carson laughed: ”City Lord, since you’ve helped sever his bond, how about you pretend you never saw me, and we never meet again, parting ways here?”

Elthar Garber sneered: ”Why should I?”

Carson laughed heartily: ”First, you can’t kill me, or, killing me is pointless. Second, besides Snow Zane, don’t forget, I also have the Saint of Thieves by my side. He’s fond of stealing things; when he rescued Snow Zane, he even stole Cyrveth McCarty’s Heaven-devouring Altar from the Skyreach Sect, which almost killed Cyrveth McCarty out of rage, yet helplessly. Your Fenshen Sword seems quite nice; I bet he’d be very interested in it...”

Elthar Garber scrutinized Carson, frowning: ”Incarnation?”

Carson smiled: ”Since meeting you is dangerous, why would I risk myself personally? Killing me yields nothing, still offending me and creating enemies unnecessarily, isn’t that right?”

Elthar Garber said coldly: ”Offend you? Are you threatening me?”