The Beautiful CEO’s Close Bodyguard
Chapter 449 - 450 Yamamoto Buki

Chapter 449: Chapter 450 Yamamoto Buki

Third’s real name is Yamamoto Buki, and true to his name, he is a complete martial arts fanatic.

Whether in Japan or elsewhere, he always has one bad habit, which is to seek out masters and challenge them whenever he finds the chance.

Back in Japan, he had heard about Chu Ge’s achievements, and this time coming to Huaxia, he was well-prepared and always on the lookout for a chance to have a good fight with Chu Ge.

However, now he had been poisoned by Honda Sakura, and if not for the successful poisoning, he would have formally challenged him to a duel, but now...

Although the poisoning had nothing to do with him, he couldn’t help but feel that it was improper and detracted from their dignity as a ninja from the Great Japanese Empire.

He always felt that such lowly tactics were only something those disgraceful failures could resort to.

Regarding his elder brother’s orders, Yamamoto Buki did not speak, he just sat quietly, expressing his displeasure and resentment with a stiff and expressionless face.

On the other side, Chu Ge poured himself a cup of tea. This tea wasn’t as rich as the tea in Su City, but it still tasted decent.

But now, having lost his martial arts skills, Chu Ge felt a bitter taste while drinking the tea, not sure if it was a problem with the tea or his own sense of taste.

Huo Tianqian gulped down the tea and almost spat it out.

"Why is this tea so bitter?"

Huo Tianqian wiped his mouth, picked up a dish of tea leaves and looked at it, Biluochun, the leaves looked fine, he had drunk it before, but it shouldn’t be this bitter.

Zhao Wuji holding the teacup, took a light sip and hearing Huo Tianqian say this, looked up curiously, "It’s not bitter?"

Zhao Wuji’s thoughtful gaze swept over Huo Tianqian and Chu Ge, then cautiously asked, "Mr. Chu, do you think it’s bitter too?"

Chu Ge nodded slightly, the taste indeed was different from what he had drunk before.

If Zhao Wuji felt it wasn’t bitter, it implied that the problem lay with their taste buds, or perhaps it was toxins within their bodies acting up.

Zhao Wuji incredulously took another sip and savored it, "It’s not bitter, it tastes normal?"

Chu Ge glanced at him and then looked around to make sure there was nothing unusual before slowly speaking, "It’s not the tea; it’s us who have the problem."

Zhao Wuji looked perplexed, "Your problem? What problem do you guys have?"

Why did he feel that Chu Ge and Huo Tianqian were acting strangely today?

He didn’t know much about Huo Tianqian, but he knew Chu Ge quite well; he had never seen Chu Ge so listless, even his face was weary, which was not fitting for an Ancient Martial Artist.

Chu Ge looked at him, guessing that he might have realized something, the corners of his lips curling into a barely perceptible bitter smile, "You are right. Huo Tianqian and I were ambushed and poisoned in Su City."

Zhao Wuji’s hand holding the teacup was unsteady for a moment, and it clattered onto the table, spilling water onto him.

But now, Zhao Wuji was too shocked to care about that, he stared at Chu Ge, "How are you feeling now, Mr. Chu? Do you know who poisoned you?"

Chu Ge shook his head, not saying a word.

Beside him, Huo Tianqian angrily slammed his fist on the table, "The problem is right here, someone poisoned me in secret and I don’t even know who did it, nor what poison I’ve been afflicted with! How infuriating is that!"

Zhao Wuji stroked his chin and pondered for a while. He then asked with some suspicion, "Among the Ancient Martial Sects, the one most skilled in using poison is the Ghost Poison Sect. Could it be..."

"Impossible!" Chu Ge gently shook his head. "The Sect Leader of the Ghost Poison Sect is already dead. There is no Ghost Poison Sect in this world anymore, so it couldn’t have been them."

Suddenly, a thought struck Chu Ge and his gaze sharply intensified as he looked straight ahead, as if trying to pierce through all the objects in front of him.

"I might know who it is."

Chu Ge hummed lightly, Elder Gui is dead, but he had always been with someone, and those two even teamed up against me before.

That person is Honda Sakura. It seems I’ve really underestimated this Japanese woman.

In Chu Ge’s heart, he was already convinced that it was Honda Sakura who had taken action against him, though he was not as clear as Liao Junjie on how she made her move, he had already noted her down in his mind.

A gentleman’s revenge, ten years is not too late, Honda Sakura, let you be arrogant for a few more days.

Zhao Wuji looked puzzledly at Chu Ge, and Huo Tianqian also stared at him blankly, as if waiting for him to continue.

Chu Ge picked up his tea cup and took a light sip, a trace of bitterness spreading in his mouth. He hummed lightly, uttering just four words: "Honda Sakura."

"Damn!" Huo Tianqian cursed immediately upon hearing this, "This Japanese woman, has repeatedly tried to disrupt the economic balance of Su City, I knew there was something wrong with her. Now she even targets us!"

Huo Tianqian clenched his teeth hard, "But why didn’t she just kill us directly? That would be the most trouble-free way!"

"Killing us would alarm the police. Once the police are involved, she might not be able to get away cleanly. Those Japanese mainly aim for the Earth Ganoderma; their most effective and rational approach is only to seal our martial arts, so we cannot contend with them."

Chu Ge analyzed, his mind gradually clearing up as he spoke.

However, he still had some worries inside. If this poison in his body is not expelled, it might damage his meridians and internal organs. He’s not afraid of death, but worried that he might end up disabled and unable to practice ancient martial arts for his entire life.

Zhao Wuji was even more regretful inside. He could hardly believe that someone could poison Chu Ge, given his strength.

"Mr. Chu, why not let Elder Jian take a look at you?" At the moment, Elder Jian Chunqiu was the only one he could think of who could help Chu Ge.

Chu Ge sighed lightly, "I was thinking the same. Let’s discuss this after the auction is over."

Zhao Wuji nodded slightly.

By this time, everyone who had come to the auction had already sat down and readied themselves. Everyone with a number plate could hardly hide their excitement, their eyes fixed on the stage.

Although there was nothing on the stage, they still craned their necks, looking forward with anticipation.

The host’s loud and clear voice resounded above the banquet hall, "Welcome to Dang City. This auction is organized by the Dang City Charity Organization. As for the items to be auctioned, we promise they won’t disappoint. Now, without further ado, let the auction begin!"