The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

Did we really encounter acquaintances here?

Carson Flores turned to look at Yackey Decker and Boyd, but saw both of their faces darken simultaneously.

Yackey Decker replied coldly, ”Whether we come or not, it’s none of your damn business.”

The middle-aged man across laughed heartily, ”Just greeting old acquaintances, no need to get mad, it’s not me withholding resources from you guys.”

Yackey Decker was left speechless by his words, and retorted peevishly, ”It’s just you guys not following the rules, otherwise such a situation wouldn’t happen.”

The middle-aged man laughed, ”Isn’t everyone just striving to improve the combat power and survival rate of their disciples? Everyone relies on their own methods, if you guys can’t do it, who can you blame?”

The middle-aged man glanced at Carson Flores walking ahead of Yackey Decker and asked in confusion, ”Who is he? Is he also from your Majestic Sect? How come I haven’t seen him around?”

Carradine introduced coldly, ”This is our newly appointed sect leader Carson Flores!”

”Huh, since when did Majestic Sect get a new sect leader?”

The middle-aged woman besides expressed surprise and scrutinized Carson Flores with her eyes, ”Master Flores looks so young!”

Yackey Decker hurried to introduce, ”Sect Master, they are Sect Master Beau Compton and two hall masters Maelor Roth, Norvella Ward from Vast Fire Sect, we are old acquaintances, used to be rivals...”

Carson Flores nodded, ”Well met, Sect Master Compton!”

Beau Compton eyed Carson Flores curiously, ”Master Flores, which part of the sect were you with before?”

Carson Flores answered, ”I just arrived in the Crimson Immortal Domain.”

Before Stone Compton could further inquire, Carradine proactively introduced, ”Sect Master made great contributions fending off the Demon Race in the Bitter Sea Immortal Domain, was appointed by the hall master to become our Majestic Sect Master.”

”How could the Bitter Sea Immortal Domain have the Demon Race?”

Hall Master Maelor Roth queried skeptically, ”Are you sure about that?”

Carradine remained calm, ”If you’re interested, you can verify it with the hall master.”

Beau Compton and his companions naturally wouldn’t dare; although half-believing, a matter like this wouldn’t permit the Majestic Sect folks to lie haphazardly, so their demeanor shifted towards more respect.

”Respect! It looks like with Master Flores personally coming down this time, your sect is bound to secure the materials.”

Carson Flores smiled, ”We must at least try, can’t let disciples head onto the battlefield empty-handed.”

Beau Compton cupped his hands, ”Alright, go ahead with your tasks, we can talk later when there’s time.”

Carson Flores nodded, cupped his hand in farewell, and entered the reception station.

Beau Compton and the others looked at Carson Flores’s silhouette for a moment, then turned to leave.

Hall Master Maelor Roth spoke in a low voice, ”Do you think what he said is true or false? How could Bitter Sea Immortal Domain have Demon Race, isn’t that absurd?”

Beau Compton frowned, ”The matter does sound fake, but if such a thing were publicly spoken and proven wrong, wouldn’t that cause trouble? Plus, the appointment of this sect leader shouldn’t be fake, they can’t just prop someone up pretending to be the sect leader, can they?”

Hall Master Norvella Ward speculated in a low voice, ”Do you think this sect leader might actually be fake, packaged by them just to claim the materials? After all, those people are far from honest, and they wouldn’t shy from doing such things to achieve their goal?”

Maelor Roth agreed, ”Exactly, Majestic Sect lacks background, getting choked up by others, they create a hall-master-appointed sect leader, I suppose those people wouldn’t go seek verification with the sect leader due to their faults, being the cause of resource blockades themselves, how would they dare stir such issues?”

Beau Compton rubbed his chin, ”Yet the strength of Carson Flores is hard to discern, but his demeanor is remarkable, showing no anxiety or stage fright, doesn’t seem fake...”

Maelor Roth laughed, ”Since he dares to come here, even if fake, he must pull it off like it’s real, otherwise, if exposed, reported upwards, wouldn’t it be a losing game?”

Norvella Ward grinned, ”Looks like Majestic Sect is forced into a corner, not just poor in remote areas, yet materials still withheld, the battle is imminent, their mind must be panicking; could go see the Military Supply Office later, those few are tough to deal with, sure to have clashes.”

Beau Compton furrowed his brow, ”Since we think this way, people from other sections would surely think the same, if this is fake, trouble is bound to happen...”

After thinking for several seconds, Beau Compton raised his head, ”Norvella Ward, send disciples to monitor them, see what exactly they are doing, if they head towards the Military Supply Office, then inform us.”

Norvella Ward joyfully said, ”Is it to watch the show?”

Beau Compton glanced at Norvella Ward, ”Even if opponents, they’re still companions in war; usual taunting is fine, but if they truly take risks, I’ll have to stop them, give advice...”