The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 1229: The Jealous One Comes Knocking

Chapter 1229: Chapter 1229: The Jealous One Comes Knocking

After removing the scales, the Black Dragon King’s meat was quickly seared by the Pill Flame stoked by Long Fei, causing the skin and flesh to shrink and waft a fragrant aroma.

The temperature of this Pill Flame is extremely high; ordinary people touching it would instantly turn to ashes.

But the flesh of the Black Dragon King is extraordinarily strong; although its spirit has dissipated, its body remains as it was.

Because there were girls present, Long Fei was more meticulous in roasting, trying to refine all the harmful substances from the Dragon King’s divine material.

The scent of the meat spread out, drawing the junior brothers and sisters from the Academy to crowd around, attracted by the smell.

An old man came uninvited, entering the yard shouting loudly, "My word, what kind of meat is this? I’ve never tasted such before."

Everyone looked up, wondering who it was.

Turns out, it was the old man who guards the Battle Arena.

Wang Jie jumped up in a huff, shouting in dissatisfaction, "Teacher, didn’t you go on vacation?"

The old man, holding a jug, scolded, "Damn it, even a vacation needs time to prepare! I’m leaving tomorrow. Do I need to report to you?"

Everyone laughed and beckoned the old man to sit down.

Once the Dragon Meat was eighty percent cooked, Long Fei took a knife and cut a piece for everyone, having Anna and Nightingale distribute it to the group.

The old man took a bite and nearly swallowed his tongue, exclaiming non-stop, "Holy shit, I’ve lived for a thousand years in vain, having never tasted such deliciousness. What kind of meat is this, exactly?"

Long Fei chuckled and introduced, "Azure Dragon Meat, brought from my hometown."

"What?"

The old man’s face changed, exclaiming in surprise, "This is Dragon Meat?"

"Yeah, what’s the matter?"

"Is it not edible?"

"..."

A group of young people looked at him, not understanding why he was so agitated.

The old man stared at the meat on the plate, wanting to eat but daring not to, and explained to them, "You’ve caused a big problem. There’s a legend in our world. It’s an omen of ill fortune to eat Dragon Meat; it’s a taboo!"

"Is that so?"

"Teacher, you’re not trying to scare us so you can hog all the meat to yourself, right?"

"This is bad. Teacher, you’ve already swallowed some, haven’t you?"

The crowd didn’t believe him at all and teased him accordingly.

The old man spoke seriously, "I’m telling the truth. You youngsters really don’t know the depth of the sky and the vastness of the earth."

As he spoke, he couldn’t resist grabbing the Dragon Meat and biting another piece.

"Damn it, this old guy’s tricking us!"

The moment Chu Feng shouted, he quickly took a bite, even more convinced that the old man was fooling them.

Others also laughed while gnawing on the Dragon Meat, as if afraid the old man would swindle the meat from their hands.

The old man, pointing at them, lectured, "You still don’t believe it. I’ll reveal a taboo to you! Rumor has it that Dragon Meat has a unique nature, with a type of mark on it that commoners can’t discover. As soon as you eat it, members of the Ocean Clan will recognize you when they see you. You’re in Chang’an City now. If you dared to go to the coast, the Ocean Clan would surely tear you to pieces."

"Really?"

Everyone exchanged glances with half-belief, half-doubt.

Long Fei frowned, feeling that the old man didn’t seem to be lying.

Indeed, the nature of Dragon Meat is special and different from other meats.

He asked the old man, "Senior, where are you planning to go for your holiday? It isn’t the seaside, is it?"

The old man sighed, "You hit the nail on the head, kiddo. If the Ocean Clan takes this old man’s life, you all better remember to collect my body!"

As he said this, he took another big bite without any hesitation.

Everyone knew that this was the daring of the highly skilled.

After thousands of years, his cultivation level must have reached an unimaginable height.

The people of Chang’an Academy only knew that he was the master of the array guarding the Battle Arena; beyond that, they knew nothing, not even his name.

Wang Jie, as a poet and senior at Chang’an Academy, cupped his hands and asked on behalf of everyone, "Teacher, we have yet to learn your honorable surname and given name!"

The old man waved his hand with a smile and said, "It’s been so long that I’ve forgotten. If you feel like it, just call me Handsome!"

"Pfft!"

"Your skin is even thicker than mine!"

"I can’t even eat anymore."

"I can’t believe the old geezer had the nerve to say that."

A group of boys covered their faces; he was as old as pickled vegetables, yet he had the audacity to ask to be called Handsome.

Seeing their expressions, the old man tilted his head back and said, "Don’t you young brats get cocky with me. Back in the day when I roamed the Cultivation World in my prime, I was definitely one of the most handsome men around. Whenever I looked back, there would be a huge crowd of swooning fangirls. Time may have aged my body, but not my heart. In my heart, I am still that splendid young lad!"

Long Fei and the others coughed dryly and quickly poured him more wine, trying to silence him.

Their vanity was totally overshadowing the others.

They thought their own skin had been thick enough, but they had met a senior whose skin was even thicker.

A steak-sized piece of Dragon Meat was quickly devoured by everyone.

The old man, satisfied with wine and full from food, reminded everyone, "After I leave, you lot mustn’t cause trouble, and don’t break the rules of Chang’an Academy. If you want to fight, wait for this old man to return."

Wang Jie looked down on him, thinking the old man was just trying to slip away.

If he doesn’t return for a year, does that mean the grudge wouldn’t be settled?

The old man took a step backward, his figure suddenly disappearing into the shadows, leaving only his words behind, "Young friends, when this old man returns, I’ll join you again for drinks and meat."

Long Fei and the others looked at each other, feeling like they were being considered by a sly thief.

Chu Feng asked Wang Jie, "Wang Jie, you’re the model student here, do you know anything about that old man’s background?"

"Could he just be some freeloader?"

Lin Shanshan murmured.

Ji Wanyu laughed heartily, "Sounds about right!"

Wang Jie, scratching his head, responded with a dry laugh, "Although I’m a well-known poet at Chang’an Academy, I really don’t know much about that old man!"

"Get lost!"

Everyone jeered and teased, pretending to beat him up.

Just then, someone outside shouted angrily, "Shen Yan’er, get the hell out here."

The newcomer was hostile, carrying a load of anger.

Everyone sprang to their feet, bored and looking for something to do, when someone dared to come up and provoke them.

Long Fei led the group outside, only to find that the place was already swarmed with young people.

They were salivating like hungry wolves staring at them.

A group of youths stood out amidst the crowd.

Under the bright Light Gathering Stones, a face filled with anger was fixated on Shen Yan’er.

This person was none other than Mount Shu Zichuan.

Shen Feng’s expression changed, and he scolded Zichuan, "Zichuan, you have the guts to insult my sister again, and see if I don’t beat you! My sister is not someone you can humiliate!"

Zichuan sneered, "What’s the matter? Did you and your sister, seeing others’ success, plan on betraying Mount Shu to join them?"

"Bullshit!"

Shen Feng’s face was veined with anger as he cursed out loud.

Zichuan laughed darkly, "Look how upset you are; seems like I’ve hit the nail on the head, didn’t I? When you were at Mount Shu, you were all talk about marrying into the Sect Leader’s family and getting hitched to me. Now, here you are, having secret dates with a handsome young man behind my back, where have you left my dignity?"