The Bodyguard King’s CEO Wife
Chapter 175 - 175 175 Netherworld Palace

175: Chapter 175: Netherworld Palace 175: Chapter 175: Netherworld Palace The two of them got dressed and were sitting at the dining table eating breakfast in a very gloomy atmosphere.

“Let’s keep this matter a secret, don’t talk about it again once we leave this room,” Ye Shikai said indifferently, his heart actually in turmoil, and he always had an indelible sense of guilt towards Ji Qian.

Ji Qian nodded, drank a sip of milk, her face still unable to hide a trace of sorrow, and quietly said, “The Ghost is already waiting for you outside.” There was a hint of a choke in her voice.

“Alright, then I’ll be going first.

Take care of yourself,” Ye Shikai sighed and walked out quickly, getting into the car prepared by the Ghost.

“Boss, what’s wrong with sister-in-law?” The Ghost asked through the rearview mirror, looking at the sad figure of Ji Qian.

“Stop talking, just drive,” Ye Shikai spoke flatly, and the Ghost immediately understood, not pursuing further, stepped on the gas, and drove away as Ji Qian stood alone at the door, watching the car fading into the distance, tears streaming down her cheeks.

“Boss, you don’t know, these days, the kids from Netherworld Palace, as soon as they heard you were coming back, they’re bouncing around with life again,” the Ghost excitedly said on the road, but Ye Shikai seemed not to listen, his eyes blankly staring out the window, his mind still filled with thoughts of Ji Qian.

“Boss, boss, you’re thinking about sister-in-law, right?” The Ghost glanced at the dazed Ye Shikai.

“Yeah, she really is a silly woman,” Ye Shikai murmured.

“It feels like the change in you is huge after returning from Huaxia,” the Ghost sighed with emotion, slowly stopping the car.

“Boss, we’re here.” Ye Shikai slowly lifted his head, and the immense palace situated on the mountain peak was grandiose and mysterious; this is Netherworld Palace.

Ye Shikai slowly got out of the car, this place was where he and a group of brothers fought for their empire once upon a time.

At that moment, a burly man came striding over, shouting, “Boss, you’re finally back!” Ye Shikai looked at the giant of a man, over two meters tall with a bearish frame, his name was Black Rhinoceros, fitting as the name suggests.

He didn’t rely on Inner Strength and was capable of dragging a rhino, thus the name spread, and he now has entered the ranks of cultivators, practicing Body Refinement, constantly strengthening his body to reach a level where his head could be as hard as copper and his arms like iron, suffering no injuries in a hundred battles.

“Black Rhinoceros, where are the others?” Ye Shikai asked.

“They’re all inside, let’s hurry in, Boss,” Black Rhinoceros said with a chuckling, honest look, but when it came to fighting, this guy was definitely the backbone, or in gaming terms, the tank.

Ye Shikai walked inside; in the center of the palace was a throne, and since it’s the Netherworld Palace, naturally, the throne belonged to the Netherworld King.

However, Ye Shikai didn’t care much for formality, and the throne was merely a symbol; it had never been sat upon.

Ye Shikai pushed open a large door; this room was the Netherworld Palace’s war command room, usually where all the key personnel would be.

Unexpectedly, Ye Shikai found the room pitch black; instinct told him something was not right.

Suddenly, the doors of the command room shut, and Ye Shikai sharply felt a murderous aura.

Someone was up ahead, for cultivators, night vision was no difficult task, and moreover, between masters, they often could detect the presence of their opponents just by feeling.

A flash of light streaked through the darkness; Ye Shikai sidestepped, avoiding it.

The light rushed towards Ye Shikai again, and with his hands together, he directly blocked the white light.

“Soul Destroyer, you’ve improved,” Ye Shikai said with a smile.

Then the lights in the command room lit up, and standing in front of Ye Shikai was a tall, young-looking man, about thirty years old, although he was actually the same age as Ye Shikai, he seemed a bit older.

He was holding a sword with a faint white glow, and this man was one of the four war generals of Netherworld Palace, Soul Destroyer, one of the early members to join the Netherworld Palace.

“Haha, Boss’s strength is still so inscrutable, I was a bit offensive just now,” Soul Destroyer laughed heartily; naturally, he had respect for Ye Shikai, who was his superior, and due to Ye Shikai’s strength.

“You didn’t use your full strength just now,” Ye Shikai smiled.

As the Netherworld King, he knew his subordinates’ capabilities well, and blocking that sword earlier didn’t take much effort.

Although Soul Destroyer was not as strong as Ye Shikai, he was still one of the four war generals of Netherworld Palace; it would not be so easy to block his attacks.

“Boss, you’re back,” a man approached at this moment.

Compared to others, he was noticeably short, indeed only 170 cm tall.

What was more unbelievable was that he wasn’t a cultivator, nor did he know martial arts; he was just an ordinary man.

But no one in Netherworld Palace dared to underestimate him.

His nickname was “Worm,” a world-class hacker, his name might sound disgusting, but just like his name, he was a worm in the network, lurking within it, and attacking at his opponent’s most vulnerable moment.

In today’s technology-driven society, the importance of networks goes without saying, so the Worm was indispensable; many secret intelligence was deciphered by him, and his cyber-attacks were irrefutable.

He once paralyzed an entire country’s system network for a full three days.

“Worm, what big things have you done lately?” Ye Shikai teased.

“Nothing big, there’s been a problem at Holy Mountain.

I’ve cracked a lot of other Main Gods’ intelligence; recently, they’ve all been heading to Holy Mountain,” Worm stated indifferently.

“Alright, inform me immediately if there’s any intelligence,” Ye Shikai said.

At that moment, from a corner, a petite girl approached, appearing to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing casual clothes, very cute, but Ye Shikai distinctly felt that when the girl walked towards him, the group of people behind her involuntarily took two steps back…

“Brother, you’re back,” the girl in front of him pounced onto Ye Shikai.

Her name was Zi Yun, a skilled hand at making and using poison.

Everyone in Netherworld Palace kept their distance from her; after all, poisoning could easily lead to death, and without her antidote, death was certain.

Interestingly enough, in the entire Netherworld Palace, with so many masters, they were afraid of a little girl.

“Have you been causing trouble again lately?” Ye Shikai looked around; everyone was standing far away with a frowned look, somewhat helplessly.