The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard
Chapter 1405: I’m Not Yet Reduced to Robbing a Girl of Her Possessions

Chapter 1405: Chapter 1405: I’m Not Yet Reduced to Robbing a Girl of Her Possessions

Carson Flores stopped, turned his head, and looked at the young girl beside him.

"Do you wish for me to kill them all right now, or would you rather take revenge personally in the future?"

Carson Flores’s words sent a chill through the hearts of the few people who were originally full of aggression. The palace-dressed young woman instinctively took two steps back, her eyes full of caution.

"Who are you?"

The white-haired elder spoke in a low voice, "I asked him; he said he’s a Loose Cultivator."

Carson Flores didn’t respond to their questions but simply stared at the young girl in front of him.

Spencer Steele pursed her lips tightly; she was faced with a choice.

Her gaze swept across the people in front of her, and a silent sense of terror rose in their hearts.

Was their life really in the hands of this young girl?

Would they die as soon as she spoke up?

Who exactly was this young man? They couldn’t sense any strength from him at all.

Was he bluffing, or was he a powerful old monster behind a youthful appearance?

Spencer Steele glanced at Carson Flores and said crisply, "I wish to take revenge for my family with my own hands."

Carson Flores smiled faintly: "Good, then let’s go."

Carson Flores ignored the others, took Spencer Steele by the hand, and with a single step, their figures vanished from the spot, disappearing from everyone’s sight.

The palace-dressed young woman and the others’ complexions changed drastically.

Such speed, could it be possessed by an ordinary Cultivator?

Clearly, the other party was not merely bluffing but truly a formidable figure; could he possibly be at the Immortal Level?

If it weren’t for Spencer Steele’s desire for personal revenge, would they all have been killed on the spot?

The palace-dressed young woman’s expression was filled with uncertainty and fear after the fact: "Just who is that person? He looks very young, but his strength seems very formidable!"

The middle-aged man spoke in a disheartened tone, "Does it matter who he is? What matters is that he rescued the last member of the Steele Family. That map must have also ended up in his hands. We’ve labored in vain, killed so many people, only to end up with nothing!"

The white-haired elder looked worried, "It’s more than nothing; we didn’t get the goods, and now we’ve attracted big trouble. If that young girl can do this much so young, when she grows up, she will surely come back for revenge."

The palace-dressed young woman sneered, "Just a young girl, even if she’s talented, it won’t be easy for her to grow. By the time she does, our strength won’t be what it is now. Besides, behind us stands a Sect, what’s there to fear about her?"

The white-haired elder sighed, gazing into the distant sky: "It’s a pity we don’t know where that guy comes from, or where he’s headed. Otherwise, we could promptly inform the Sect to dispatch powerful individuals to intercept him while there’s still time."

The palace-dressed young woman patted her skirt, "Let’s go back. I still have to accompany the Elder to attend a birthday banquet."

The middle-aged man asked, "Are you referring to the birthday banquet of Eastflow Cave Master?"

The palace-dressed young woman nodded with pride: "Yes, the Sect Master has chosen several Disciples to go out and see the world, and I am one of them."

The middle-aged man looked on enviously, "You are highly regarded in the Sect."

The palace-dressed young woman smiled lightly, her tone casual, "Who made our Harrison Family produce such an impressive figure? Although she’s no longer in the Graceful Palace, as her direct descendant, I naturally receive some care. After all, the Sect Master also wants to maintain a good relationship with my ancestor, right? Let’s go back. Today has indeed been unlucky, hustling around for nothing and almost losing our lives!"

The palace-dressed young woman left first, while the middle-aged man snorted, "She’s just basking in the glory of her ancestors, acting all high and mighty. I’ve found her irritant throughout the journey..."

The white-haired elder spoke evenly, "If your family had such an impressive figure and was seeking a family descendant, you’d be entitled to be arrogant too."

The middle-aged man was left speechless, eventually sighing, "That’s also true, alas, let’s go!"

Everyone left; the white-haired elder floated in mid-air, gazing at the distant sky, frowning, "I always feel like a disaster is looming, ah!"

...

Carson Flores, holding Spencer Steele’s hand, swiftly moved away and then stopped by a waterfall.

Princess Hail and Franklin Wyatt chased after them on a Flying Boat. Seeing Spencer Steele covered in mud beside Carson Flores, they both sighed in relief.

Carson Flores let go of her hand: "Go with this sister to wash up in the pond below the waterfall and change your clothes."

Spencer Steele obediently nodded and turned to Princess Hail: "I’ll trouble you, sister."

Princess Hail came over, took Spencer Steele by the hand, and flew towards the pond under the waterfall, while Carson Flores and Franklin Wyatt moved forward several miles to wait in silence.

Franklin Wyatt asked, "Peak Master, what do we do with this girl?"

Carson Flores replied calmly, "They mentioned before that she has a Sword Spirit Body, though I’m not sure whether it’s true or not. If it is, she could perhaps join Heavenly Sword Peak; if not, she can join the White Crane Immortal Sect as an ordinary Second Generation Disciple. We’ll need to further observe her before making a decision."

Franklin Wyatt inquired, "From their argument, it seemed they were being chased because of a map?"

Carson Flores nodded, "Yes, the map has already been destroyed by her. Perhaps she still remembers it; however, this is an opportunity she’s earned at the expense of her family’s annihilation. I’m not going to rob a little girl of her possessions..."