The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 444 - 0444: The Long Family Legacy

Chapter 444: Chapter 0444: The Long Family Legacy

The villagers outside the tent had no idea what was happening inside; they just saw the so-called sophisticated master suddenly tumbling out and hastily getting into a car, urging the driver to speed away as fast as possible.

Following Long Fei and Lin Yingying, who came out with his grandfather, Long Santai, they all returned home.

The officials were the last to leave, scattering at the beckoning of the village head and temporarily heading to the township’s guesthouse in their cars.

With no more excitement to watch, the villagers also dispersed, heading in groups to Long Santai’s home.

Word had spread that Long Fei had made a fortune in the city, had married a fair and rich lady, and was even preparing to hold a banquet that evening to host everyone.

The villagers were ecstatic; the young man who had once caused them so much trouble was finally giving back.

As a child, Long Fei was infamously known as a voracious eater.

His parents had passed away early, leaving him with no food to eat, so he grew up on the breast milk of young mothers in the neighborhood.

Almost every elder aunt in the village had been his wet nurse at some point.

Even before nightfall, Long Santai’s courtyard was filled with people.

Long Fei had tasked Li Heiwa with leading the village youths to buy meat and vegetables from the town.

From sixty-one pounds of beef, he had Li Heiwa prepare over a hundred pounds.

In the village, whether for funerals or weddings, cold beef salad was one of the best dishes.

As a boy, Long Fei’s favorite dish was this one, but there were only a few slices per plate.

With eight people at a table, each person would only get one slice before it was gone.

This time, he planned to let the villagers eat to their heart’s content.

Since there was no chef booked in advance, the dishes were all prepared by the villagers themselves.

Tables and stools were also gathered from various households.

Men, women, the elderly, and the young, all ended up filling forty or fifty tables.

Almost all the noteworthy families in the village were present.

Lin Yingying had never seen such a lively scene in all her life.

She eagerly joined a group of young wives in the yard, helping to pick, wash vegetables, and clean up without any airs about her.

Soon, she was on friendly terms with these village girls.

Long Santai watched with satisfaction and chatted with Long Fei in the house all afternoon.

Long Fei recounted to his grandfather everything that had happened in the city.

In front of his grandfather, there was nothing he felt the need to keep secret.

Aside from Gongsun Sheng’s matter, he told his grandfather everything else—even about genes and the Dragon Blood.

He didn’t care whether the old man could accept it or not.

Tapping on his pipe, Long Santai sighed and said, "I never thought the ancestral prophecy would be realized in your generation."

Caught off guard by his serious tone, Long Fei asked, "What prophecy?"

Long Santai rummaged through the room, retrieved a mahogany box, and blew the dust off the top.

He opened the box and took out a golden Token.

The Token was of exceptional material, clearly an old artifact full of intent, yet it bore neither a trace of rust nor verdigris.

It remained as bright as new, its surface delicate as if glazed over with paint.

Engraved on the front of the Token were the three seal characters for "Dragon Martial Guard".

On the back were inscribed the five characters, "Great General Long Zhen".

Long Fei’s eyes widened as he handled the Token, asking in astonishment, "Grandfather, were our ancestors garrisoned for the palace?"

Clearly, the Token was meant for commanding troops.

It seems that in history, no dynasty ever had an organization called the Dragon Martial Guard, right?

Long Santai, puffing on his tobacco pipe, said, "You’re underestimating your ancestors too much. Our Long Family does have a legacy."

"Legacy?"

Long Fei’s eyes widened as he thought to himself, what legacy could there be that has left their descendants so destitute?

Long Santai explained, "Legend has it that our ancestor, Long Zhen, was not of this world. He came from the heavens and made a prophecy before he died. He said that among his descendants, there would be one to revitalize the Azure Dragon Bloodline and soar to the skies. This person would eventually return to his world to avenge him. Our family has waited generation after generation, and as our descendants multiplied and branched out, they gradually began to take this prophecy as a joke. Who would have thought that the ancestor’s prophecy would come true in you."

"From the heavens?"

Long Fei stared incredulously, wondering what ’the heavens’ could mean.

The Immortal Realm?

Or another planet?

Because too much time had passed, Long Santai knew only this much.

He took out a bronze ring from the box, which Long Fei had not noticed before.

Long Santai pushed the ring towards Long Fei and introduced it, "This is also an heirloom from our ancestors. It is said that the ring conceals a treasure that can help their descendants soar high into the sky. It will open only for the descendant who is destined for it. You take it. This old thing doesn’t have any markings or anything, and our ancestors have researched it for a lifetime without any clues. I guess our ancestor was delirious, spouting nonsense."

However, Long Fei wasn’t in the least bit amused and stared wide-eyed, lifting his finger to look at the copper ring he wore on his left middle finger.

Long Santai noticed it too and stared at his middle finger in surprise. He touched the ring, feeling its texture, and asked incredulously, "Where did you get this thing from?"

"It’s my friend’s," replied Long Fei.

Long Fei picked up his ancestor’s ring and compared it with his own.

The material was the same, the inscriptions were also the same—all from the Daoist Sect.

The ring on his hand was left by Wang Xiaoya’s parents.

The two lying in the hospital, Long Fei had already confirmed, were definitely not Wang Xiaoya’s biological parents.

So, does this mean Wang Xiaoya also comes from a lineage with a legacy?

Anxiously, he asked his grandfather, "How many of these rings did our ancestors leave behind?"

Puffing out smoke, Long Santai coughed and said, "One, I am certain there was only one."

Long Fei let out a sigh of relief; if there had been two, wouldn’t that make him and Wang Xiaoya siblings?

Upon closer examination, the two rings were very similar, but the inscriptions still had differences.

This thing, it likely came from different makers.

What secrets it hid, he could not see through at the moment, and he would have to go back and ask Bald Dog about it later.

Long Fei put the ring on his hand, just as Li Heiwa shouted from outside, "Long Fei, what are you doing inside? Come out and have a drink with the old man!"

Long Fei smiled, tucked away the token, and helped his grandfather out.

It’s a day for celebration, bringing home a wife for the first time; family secrets and vows of revenge can all be put aside for now.

After they came out, the village chief Li Fugui was already waiting outside with other village officials.

Other villagers hadn’t seen Long Fei’s abilities, but village chief Li Fugui had just witnessed them in the greenhouse.

He had never imagined that this boy, whom he had watched grow up, had now become like an immortal.

Even the mayor showed him great respect.

A small-time village chief like him naturally wanted to curry favor.

He believed that with a golden phoenix like Long Fei appearing, Longjiawan Village would definitely head towards prosperity.

Long Santai and Long Fei were invited to sit in the places of honor, and Lin Yingying was also pulled aside by the women to sit boldly next to Long Fei.

The powerful CEO, accustomed to the world of high society.

She was a bit out of place at first, but she had already become one with everyone there.