The Bodyguard King’s CEO Wife
Chapter 134 - 134 134 Cheng Yi's Invitation

134: Chapter 134 Cheng Yi’s Invitation 134: Chapter 134 Cheng Yi’s Invitation Cheng Yi walked over to his side and scolded the salesgirl, “Why haven’t you hurried to pour Mr.

Ye a cup of tea yet?”

“Okay, okay, right away,” the woman, scared like a rabbit by her own boss’s scolding, looked at him with eyes full of shame and embarrassment.

She had thought he was just an ordinary person, not realizing that even her own boss showed him such respect.

“Mr.

Ye, I’m really sorry,” Cheng Yi said with a smile, pointing to the office behind him, “Mr.

Ye, please come with me to the office for a chat.”

“Sure, thank you, Mr.

Cheng.” The two entered the office, which was decorated luxuriously, even more so than Su Qingyu’s office.

Ye Shikai observed carefully and saw that there were even a few antique vases inside the office.

Although Su Qingyu didn’t care much about these, it seemed Cheng Yi certainly made a tidy profit.

“I heard Mr.

Ye was interested in the car up for auction, so I’ve already had the paperwork prepared.

Mr.

Ye can take it at any time.

As for the payment for the car, I won’t take a cent; it has all been refunded to Mr.

Ye’s account,” said Cheng Yi, pouring a cup of tea for himself and pushing it towards him.

Ye Shikai didn’t expect Cheng Yi to be so generous.

It seemed he hadn’t met him many times, so Ye Shikai attributed it to the influence of Luo Shiqi.

“Is that so?

I thank Mr.

Cheng then, that’s over a million after all.” Ye Shikai sipped the tea, thinking, if you’re offering, how could I refuse?

“A small matter.

Mr.

Ye and Miss Luo are good friends, and besides, given Mr.

Ye’s skills, how could the price of this car be worthy of you?” As Cheng Yi said this, Ye Shikai clearly sensed another meaning in his words.

It seemed like praise for his skills, but Ye Shikai believed it was an inquiry into his abilities.

“Mr.

Cheng overpraises me.

It’s just some basics from my time in the military.”

“I’m afraid that’s not all, Mr.

Ye.

The heroism you displayed that day is surely not within the capability of an ordinary martial artist.”

Ye Shikai’s hand trembled slightly, feeling that Cheng Yi was very concerned about his skills, even suspecting whether Cheng Yi knew about the existence of cultivators.

“I’m not sure what Mr.

Cheng is trying to say…”

“Ye Shikai must be a cultivator,” Cheng Yi said lightly.

This shocked Ye Shikai—how had Cheng Yi come to know about cultivators?

No wonder his conversation was full of innuendoes; he knew about cultivators.

“Mr.

Ye needn’t worry.

I’m aware of this, but I bear no ill will towards Mr.

Ye.” Cheng Yi explained, “Actually, this is an open secret among those at the top; it’s just the people below who aren’t aware.” From Cheng Yi’s mention of “those at the top” and “people below,” Ye Shikai knew he was referring to specific groups.

“In fact, there are cultivators within many of Huaxia’s prominent families, but many of them practice in secret, never revealing themselves.

Those cultivators who are out in the open mostly do not take action, living just like ordinary people.

That’s why outsiders remain unaware,” said Cheng Yi.

What Cheng Yi described roughly matched Ye Shikai’s knowledge.

The fact that cultivators didn’t flaunt their strengths on the streets was largely due to the existence of the National Security Bureau.

The official organization was there to regulate the actions of cultivators and maintain Huaxia’s stability.

The reclusive figures from various families that Cheng Yi talked about were surely not to be underestimated.

With its deep roots and abundance of talent, Huaxia must harbor many formidable figures, otherwise, even with the Main God’s powerful forces, they would seldom venture into Huaxia, a restricted area.

“Mr.

Cheng, why tell me all this?” Ye Shikai’s face showed displeasure.

There had to be a reason behind Cheng Yi’s words—casual chit-chat was unlikely.

“Mr.

Ye, don’t be impatient.

Remember the assassin from the bar the other night?

One of them was a cultivator with notable strength.”

Du Ya, the person Cheng Yi referred to, reminded Ye Shikai of the forces behind Du Ya—the female assassin, the mysterious figure.

Ye had made up his mind to bring them down.

“That’s right, I know him.” Ye Shikai admitted openly.

“The fact that they dared to send out a cultivator shows their determination, doesn’t it?” Cheng Yi remarked.

“What determination?”

“The resolution to take down Miss Luo,” Cheng Yi whispered.

“What, does Mr.

Cheng also want to get involved?” Ye Shikai waved his hand with a skeptical look.

Cheng Yi had said so much today; it couldn’t be that he wanted to betray, could it?

As one of Luo Shiqi’s close confidants, if Cheng Yi were to betray, it would be a stab in the back.

“Of course not, Miss Luo has been good to me; how could I betray her?” Cheng Yi quickly waved his hand.

“Please, Mr.

Ye, don’t say such things again.”

“Since that’s the case, then I must first apologize.” Ye Shikai retracted his inner strength; if Cheng Yi had admitted to treachery, Ye would have immediately attacked and killed him.

“No harm done.

In fact, contrary to what Mr.

Ye might think, my reason for saying all this is actually to invite Mr.

Ye to join forces with me to root out that hidden force,” Cheng Yi stated firmly.

“I know about Mr.

Ye’s relationship with Miss Luo, and this is why I dare to discuss these matters with Mr.

Ye.”

“Miss Luo is the queen of Yanjing’s Underworld, and with the forces under my command, along with Mr.

Ye’s support, I believe we can definitely eradicate them, can’t we?”

“Good, I trust Mr.

Cheng.

We can collaborate,” Ye Shikai said.

The saying went, a powerful dragon cannot crush a local serpent.

If the Netherworld Palace’s power intervened in Yanjing, they would certainly encounter resistance.

Thus, utilizing Cheng Yi’s influence could save Ye a lot of trouble.

In this world, there are no eternal friends or enemies, only eternal interests.

If Cheng Yi harbored any unbridled ambitions, Ye would be swift to eliminate them.

“Excellent, with Mr.

Ye’s strong assistance, those people won’t be rampant for long,” Cheng Yi said as he pulled out a bottle of wine from the cabinet and poured himself a glass.

“Let’s drink to our successful cooperation.”