The Bodyguard King’s CEO Wife
Chapter 187 - 187 187 Leaving the Village

187: Chapter 187 Leaving the Village 187: Chapter 187 Leaving the Village The Clan Leader, an elderly man, slowly walked out, still holding a cane.

The crowd parted to make way for him as he loudly scolded, “Fan Wu, get back here.”

Fan Wu, unable to defeat Kui Tuo Si and now being reprimanded by the Clan Leader to step back, immediately retreated.

But Kui Tuo Si, having just tasted victory, was not willing to let Fan Wu off lightly.

With a curse, he brought his twin blades down, aiming for a FATAL STRIKE.

The Clan Leader raised his cane, tracing an arc out of thin air, and an Energy Shield immediately enveloped Fan Wu’s head.

Kui Tuo Si’s twin blades hit it as if they struck an iron plate.

The great energy vibration repelled Kui Tuo Si.

Phobos, who had arrived, was not willing to let things go either and swung his fists, ready to join the fray but was stopped by Ye Shikai.

“Clan Leader, what is going on here?

Why did you let your people come?” Ye Shikai demanded.

“I’m truly sorry.

I’ve failed to discipline them properly.

Fan Wu, come here and apologize,” the Clan Leader said, taking hold of Fan Wu’s hand, but Fan Wu very unwillingly broke free from his grasp.

“These people,” Fan Wu shouted agitatedly, “are with the same group that came last time.

Don’t think that changing people will cover it up.

Folks, we’ve lived here in peace for so long, and it’s these outsiders who have disrupted our lives.

We must drive them out.”

Stirred by Fan Wu, the villagers too became very agitated, seeming to hate Ye Shikai and his companions to the bone, and even the Clan Leader almost lost control of the situation.

“In that case, we will take our leave now.

This should put Brother Fan Wu at ease,” Ye Shikai said apologetically, bowing.

It seemed the people of the village really did not welcome them.

Although the Clan Leader had tried to persuade them multiple times, Ye Shikai declined, knowing that staying would only cause chaos in the village’s order.

“The villagers’ thoughts are too rigid.

They’ve simply become too accustomed to peace and truly fear causing any trouble,” explained the Clan Leader apologetically.

“Although we can’t offer you lodging, this should be of use to you.” The old man took out a sheepskin scroll from his bosom, and Ye Shikai opened it to find, to his surprise, it was a partial map of the Holy Mountain.

With this, they would not get lost.

“Old sir, I truly can’t thank you enough,” Ye Shikai said excitedly.

This item, one could not buy it for all the money in the world.

Ye Shikai handed the map to Ji Qian.

The old man smiled and nodded towards some bags behind him, “These are some dry food and supplies you might need.”

Ye Shikai expressed his gratitude repeatedly.

The old man was a mere acquaintance yet had generously offered assistance.

It was a warmth after the villagers’ cold indifference.

Ye Shikai and his group slowly left the village, escorted by the old man, heading deeper into the Holy Mountain.

“Damn it, can’t even get a peaceful night’s sleep,” Wang Kai complained all the way, being driven out in the middle of the night was indeed somewhat unreasonable.

But what could be done since they were unwanted?

“Alright, let’s hurry on, pitch a tent in the valley up ahead,” Ye Shikai said with a frown.

Suddenly, Ye Shikai’s pupils contracted, as his heart pained him like it was pricked by a needle, and large beads of sweat fell down.

In the dark environment, Ye Shikai’s face appeared extraordinarily pale.

“Hey, Old Ye, you okay?” Wang Kai noticed something was wrong with Ye Shikai and asked.

“Are you alright?” Ji Qian also came over and, upon seeing the color of Ye Shikai’s face, instantly sensed something was amiss.

A cultivator of his level wouldn’t normally get sick; an incident like this was no small matter.

“I’m alright, just feeling a little stuffy in my chest, as if my heart is flustered.” Ye Shikai waved his hand, adjusted his breathing to ease the heartache, and Ji Qian placed her hand on Ye Shikai’s chest, infusing a gentle stream of Inner Strength into his body, making Ye Shikai’s complexion improve significantly.

Inside a luxurious clubhouse in Huaxia.

“Who are you, daring to interfere with my affairs?” The masked man had thought that kidnapping Luo Shiqi was a sure deal, but now a Cheng Yaojin had emerged halfway, leaving him quite frustrated.

“Who I am?

Don’t you recognize me?” The man snapped his fingers, and the lights in the venue came back on.

A youth in a white robe with two pitch-black halberds in hand—it was none other than Nightmare.

“Last time, you used hidden weapons; let’s see what you’ve got this time.” Nightmare was an arrogant man; aside from Ye Shikai, he had hardly lost to anyone.

Among the four main combatants of Netherworld Palace, he was ranked at the top.

Last time, only because the masked man plotted against him had he failed, and this humiliation was hard for him to forget.

Luo Shiqi gazed at the man before her, her mind racing with recollections, feeling like she absolutely didn’t recognize this man at all, she hadn’t even heard of him.

Why would he appear?

“So it’s Nightmare, the defeated coming back to meddle and spoil my plans.” The masked man cast aside Luo Shiqi and focused on the approaching Nightmare.

If it came down to a full-force conflict, the fight between the two was at best a fifty-fifty chance, and Nightmare might even have an edge because he had never used his trump card before—a true master always keeps an ace up their sleeve, to be used at the last moment for a turnaround from defeat to victory.

The two fought in the private room, the speed of the cultivators incredibly fast.

In an instant, the whole room was filled with their afterimages.

The masked man was retreating while fighting, not giving Nightmare a chance to close in, while Nightmare was no ordinary adversary.

His dual halberds moved skillfully, mostly on the offensive, and the masked man only on the defensive.

The masked man tried to repeat his trick and defeat Nightmare with poison, but Nightmare didn’t give him the slightest chance to use poison.

Waving his halberds, Nightmare almost severed the masked man’s hand and coldly stated, “The same move won’t work on me.”

“Damn it, what a nuisance,” growled the masked man in humiliation, waving his sleeve and releasing a puff of black smoke.

Nightmare sighed inwardly, immediately moving to Luo Shiqi’s side, and without waiting for her consent, scooped her up and leapt out the window.

“To think he’d use corrosive poison.” After getting away from the clubhouse, Nightmare set Luo Shiqi down and examined his white robe, noticing that a corner had turned black.

“Um, who are you?” Luo Shiqi, still in shock and thinking she was about to be kidnapped by the masked man, was saved by Nightmare’s timely appearance.

“You don’t need to worry about who I am; this is just a mission from Netherworld King,” Nightmare said indifferently, waving his halberd and slicing off the contaminated corner of his white robe.

“Netherworld King, who is he?” Luo Shiqi was somewhat puzzled.

“You don’t know Netherworld King?

You’ve been with him for so long and still don’t know.

It seems you are more familiar with the name Ye Shikai.”