The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 412 - 0412: The Master Is Crippled

Chapter 412: Chapter 0412: The Master Is Crippled

Downstairs, Lin Yingying drove the Citroen sedan out and waited at the outside door for a while.

She now lived in an urban village, which wasn’t convenient for driving a sports car.

These two Citroens were originally bought for Long Fei to learn to drive.

But he never really learned properly, and now they had become Lin Yingying’s regular vehicle.

Having been used to driving sports cars, Lin Yingying still found it quite a feeling to drive the manual sedan lately.

At least, if she hit something and scratched the paint, she didn’t have to bother going to a 4S shop for repairs.

The car now had scratches all over, and no one cared even if the rear lights were shattered.

Nobody on the road would guess that the person inside the car was the CEO of Lin’s Group.

Long Fei came out carrying a big bag of stuff and opened the rear door to put it inside.

A strong smell of blood rushed out, making Lin Yingying frown, and she asked him, "What’s this? Why does it smell so strong?"

Long Fei pulled out a crocodile skin and said to her, "This is a trophy from Devil Island. Look at this crocodile skin, pure wild crocodile, you can’t find it on the market. I’m planning to have some clutch bags custom made for you, definitely better in quality than what you can buy."

Lin Yingying was exasperated, thinking this guy was just too used to being poor, unable to shake off his stinginess.

He was a billionaire after all, and he still cared about a crocodile skin?

She stared at the dark stuff in the plastic bag and curiously asked, "What’s that?"

Long Fei took it out and waved it towards her, saying, "Bear paw, also wild. Steamed with honey, it’s extremely nourishing!"

"Just put it in the trunk, it stinks to death!"

Lin Yingying, covering her nose, quickly opened the trunk and waved him over.

The Blind Bear doesn’t like to bathe.

As one could imagine, it stunk horribly, and it was still bloody besides.

If it weren’t for Long Fei curing it with salt, it would have gone bad already.

He felt disappointed for a moment because he knew Lin Yingying didn’t like such things.

For women who could cook, these were great ingredients.

For women who couldn’t, these were just some stinky rotten meat.

After he put everything away, he only carried the Tai’a Sword and got into the car.

Gao Chi, the old man, really cared about this sword.

The original sword probably didn’t come with a scabbard, this scabbard was made of sandalwood on the inside, and wrapped with python skin on the outside, matching the python skin on the hilt, extremely tough and great to touch.

Lin Yingying asked him, "Is this the sword you snatched from that descendant of Gao Qiu?"

Long Fei corrected her, "Not Gao Qiu, it’s the descendant of Gao Qiu’s brother Gao Lian."

"As if that makes a difference!"

Lin Yingying rolled her eyes at him, disliking his serious demeanor.

She pressed the gas pedal and left, reminding Long Fei, "I just called my parents, and they should be at Grandpa’s house by now. It’s your first time meeting them, so make sure to give a good impression, okay?"

"Your parents are there too?"

Long Fei widened his eyes, suddenly feeling nervous.

Lin Yingying, looking at him through the rearview mirror, couldn’t help but chuckle, "Even a dreaded daughter-in-law has to meet her in-laws, what are you afraid of?"

Long Fei shot her a look and said, "You’re lucky, your in-laws passed away early, so you don’t have to face that hurdle."

Lin Yingying sighed and said, "This is something my Lin family owes you. One of these days I’ll accompany you to visit your grandfather, and we can also burn some paper money for my in-laws!"

Long Fei’s brows tightened, as he always found himself at a loss for words in the face of her magnanimity.

Such a wife would definitely be able to hold her own once brought home.

In ancient times, that was the level of an Empress.

If given to Wang Xiaoya, she definitely wouldn’t want to bother with such concerns.

Long Fei rubbed his head, thinking to himself that it would be great if it were ancient times now.

Having three wives and four concubines, marrying whoever you want, and they wouldn’t dare to object.

Alas, Huaxia’s fine traditions always fade away like this in the long river of history!

After some thought, he asked, "What hobbies do your parents have? Should I buy some gifts?"

Lin Yingying shook her head and said, "Your Blood Spirit Flower is already valuable enough, no need for other gifts. They like to play mahjong, and they will definitely want you to join. Do you know how to play?"

"Play mahjong?"

Long Fei couldn’t help laughing, he understood it all too well, and not just a little.

Considering his X-ray vision and the hand speed he’d honed over eighteen years of being single.

The two combined, switching and palming cards, was not an issue at all.

"Alright, I’ll join them later!"

Long Fei put his mind at ease and leaned back in the rear car seat, comfortably letting this female CEO act as his driver.

The two entered the Dongyang Mountain Villa Area, the guard at the gate remembered the car and didn’t dare to cause any trouble.

As they passed by Zhou Yunshen’s house, Long Fei asked Lin Yingying to stop the car, took the previously prepared Blood Spirit Flower, and told Lin Yingying to drive back first.

This master was his guide in Ancient Martial Arts, and when he decided to come over, he had already planned to visit him.

Lin Yingying understood their relationship and didn’t say much.

She just reminded him to watch the time because a crowd at home was waiting for him, and if he found an excuse to slip away, it would be a big blow to Lin Yingying’s face.

The doors to Zhou Yunshen’s villa were tightly closed, normally the old man liked to tinker in his vegetable garden outside.

Lately, the leaves in the vegetable garden had turned yellow and were left unattended, causing Long Fei to frown.

He went over and pressed the doorbell, and soon a strong man came out.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Zhenglong was also at home.

This dark-faced instructor had given him and Chu Feng a rough time in the past.

However, Long Fei greeted him politely, "Brother Zhou, you’re at home!"

Zhou Zhenglong nodded, looking somewhat unwell, and opened the door to invite Long Fei in.

Spotting something amiss, Long Fei asked with a frown, "Brother Zhou, has something happened to the master?"

Zhou Zhenglong hadn’t replied when Zhou Yunshen, supported by a housemaid, walked out, clutching his chest and coughing twice before saying firmly, "What could happen to me? What brings you to see me, boy?"

Long Fei saw that his complexion was sallow, clearly that of someone ill.

He immediately went over, helped Zhou Yunshen to sit down, and took his pulse.

Zhou Yunshen exchanged surprised looks with Zhou Zhenglong, wondering since when Long Fei had learned medicine?

Long Fei’s fingers trembled, his eyes welling up as he stared at Zhou Yunshen.

The Eight Extraordinary Meridians in the old man’s body had been ruined by someone?

Zhou Yunshen pulled back his arm, knowing from his expression that he was aware of his condition.

Long Fei, with some loss of control over his emotions, said, "Master, who did this to you? Why didn’t you tell me?"

Zhou Yunshen waved his hand, signalling for someone to bring him a cup of tea, took a sip, and reassured Long Fei, "It’s none of your concern. It’s just that your master was no match. A loss is a loss; it’s not a big deal."

Zhou Zhenglong disagreed, insisting, "Dad, we can’t swallow this insult. You merely gave him a lesson because he was out of line at that time, and now he’s tortured you into this state. Even if it costs me my life, I must avenge you!"

Long Fei understood it was the work of Zhou Yunshen’s enemy.

He spoke seriously to Zhou Zhenglong, "Who is this enemy? I will seek justice for master."