The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard
Chapter 1468: Now Let’s Talk About Compensation for Me

Chapter 1468: Chapter 1468: Now Let’s Talk About Compensation for Me

"Ah!"

Whitney Bailey let out a heartbreaking scream as her body was instantly torn apart by the Sword Qi, especially when that talisman struck her—it directly blew away half of her body.

Her Primordial Spirit fled in panic but could not escape the explosive power of the talisman. Amidst the erupting Golden Light, she fled miserably, and her Primordial Spirit became greatly weakened and hazy.

It was fortunate she escaped quickly; even just a moment’s hesitation would have caused even greater injuries.

Nathanael Hinton did not even glance at Whitney Bailey. His eyes were filled with uncertainty and fear as he stared at Selah Ellison Fairy.

Though his previous attack was done hastily and not executed with full force, Selah Ellison Fairy casually dissolved it with merely a flick of her hand. This confirmed her power was likely no weaker than his own.

Who is this young woman?

"Who are you?"

Selah Ellison Fairy glanced at him and replied casually, "Valley of Myriad Medicines is under my protection. You all can scram now."

Nathanael Hinton’s face instantly turned sour. First, he was humiliated by Carson Flores; now, he was being humiliated by a young woman. When did Golden Immortals become so worthless, casually ridiculed by just anyone?

Furious, Nathanael Hinton growled, "How arrogant! I’d like to see just how capable you are to dare speak such madness..."

He swept his hand, conjuring a Giant Spirit Palm out of thin air, and launched it toward Selah Ellison Fairy.

Selah Ellison Fairy remained calm as usual. She casually raised her right hand, shaped her fingers like a sword, and lightly jabbed into the center of the Giant Spirit Palm, puncturing it instantly.

The Qi Force, shaped like a sword, pierced completely through the Giant Spirit Palm and continued shooting toward Nathanael Hinton.

His complexion changed dramatically as he quickly withdrew his hand and countered with a punch.

The Qi Force surged like tempestuous waves but still could not resist Selah Ellison Fairy’s effortless jab.

"Ahhh!"

Nathanael Hinton spat out a mouthful of blood as his body was flung backward. His face turned as pale as paper.

The scene left everyone dumbstruck.

Nathanael Hinton—the strongest from the Green Grove Sect, a Golden Immortal—was actually wounded by a mere jab from this young woman?

Struggling to rise from the ground, Nathanael Hinton looked at Selah Ellison Fairy with horror in his eyes and asked, "Who are you really?"

Selah Ellison Fairy ignored him.

Carson Flores flew over and landed not far from Nathanael Hinton, smirking faintly. "I already told you to scram, but you didn’t listen. You insisted on fighting, thought you were so powerful, believed your fists were supreme, huh? Rejecting kindness while inviting humiliation!"

"Fft!"

Nathanael Hinton already felt overwhelmed with frustration, and Carson Flores’ words hit him like a sharp slap in the face. Enraged and aggravated, he coughed up another mouthful of blood.

"You—!"

Carson Flores mocked him, "Oh, spitting blood again, huh? That’s just pitiful. Now, about the matter at hand, how are you planning to resolve it?"

Nathanael Hinton gritted his teeth, "The Green Grove Sect admits defeat. This matter ends here; we absolutely will not trouble the Valley of Myriad Medicines again."

Carson Flores chuckled, "You’re welcome to keep causing trouble. It’s not a big deal; we could always make a trip to the Green Grove Sect and wipe it out to accompany the Valley of Myriad Medicines to their grave—that would be gracious of us."

Nathanael Hinton shook his head defensively, "Since I’ve admitted defeat, I will stand by my word. We won’t trouble them again. I can swear an Oath of the Heart Demon."

"Alright, go ahead. Swear it."

Under Carson Flores’ gaze, Nathanael Hinton reluctantly swore the oath, vowing to end the conflict and never trouble the Valley of Myriad Medicines again.

Seeing Nathanael Hinton complete the oath, the disciples of the Valley of Myriad Medicines collectively sighed in relief.

Thank heavens! Finally, this catastrophe has passed.

Carson Flores crouched down and stared at the defeated Nathanael Hinton, who was sitting on the ground half-propped up, "Alright, the mediator’s task is finished. Now, let’s discuss your compensation for me..."

Nathanael Hinton’s eyes widened: "Compensation for what?"

Carson Flores pointed at his own face, "We could’ve rationally settled this peacefully, but you insisted on being obstinate and resorting to violence. Look at my face—it’s pale and bloodless now. Isn’t that your fault? Since it’s your mistake, don’t you owe compensation?"

Selah Ellison Fairy glanced at Carson Flores with an amused look, her lips curling slightly.

This guy really is shameless to the extreme. After nearly obliterating them, here he was, demanding reparations from those he mercilessly defeated.

Quite amusing!

Nathanael Hinton’s face turned red with fury: "We are the ones suffering losses here! Whitney Bailey’s body is practically blown to pieces, and I’ve been injured too. You expect us to compensate?"

Carson Flores smiled faintly, "In a fight, isn’t it always the loser who has to compensate? Have you ever seen the victor paying reparations? You tried to destroy me and failed—lost. Shouldn’t you compensate? Or do you prefer dying here altogether?"

Nathanael Hinton glared furiously but found no words to refute.

Victory belongs to the strong!

Carson Flores was right. It’s like the wars between nations—only the defeated ones have to pay; when has the victor ever compensated?

Because their people were injured or killed during the war?

The expressions of the Green Grove Sect members shifted abruptly as fear filled their eyes.

Selah Ellison Fairy’s effortless crushing of Nathanael Hinton made it clear—if she truly wanted to kill them all, none of them would escape.

Blood seemed to surge uncontrollably through Nathanael Hinton’s veins, nearly prompting another mouthful to spray out. Finally, grinding his teeth in frustration, he asked, "What do you want?"

Carson Flores grinned brightly and stood up: "Hand over all of your Space Rings. Every single one of them!"