The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard
Chapter 780: Why Waste Effort on a Dying Person?_1

Chapter 780: Chapter 780: Why Waste Effort on a Dying Person?_1

Brecken James looked up in astonishment, his face a picture of surprise.

"Bryant, do you know him?"

With a faint smile, Bryant James said, "He delivered a letter to the Cave Master for his teacher. I’ve heard him mentioned in passing; he’s Westin Flores’s son."

"Westin Flores’s son?"

Brecken James was stunned, then something dawned on him, and his complexion changed slightly, his tone becoming cautious, "Bryant, what do we do now?"

Bryant James didn’t answer, but countered, "What was the situation when you encountered him? Tell me everything. He’s just in the Golden Core Realm, how did he beat you?"

Brecken James meticulously recounted the day’s events, "This kid isn’t that strong in terms of raw power, but his combat power is quite formidable..."

"Sword Bone."

A glint sparkled in Bryant James’s eyes, "He must be following the Path of the Sword Bone, like Delaney Hunter. Each of his bones is like a Magical Sword imbued with Dark Iron Raven Essence, incredibly tough, which of course enables him to catch Flying Swords barehanded."

"The Snow Dragon Leopard King and Logan Moss are both beasts that can mutate to increase their strength, and Nutwood Mountain values him highly. Both beasts are quite remarkable; it’s a pity."

The reason Bryant James said it was a pity was that not many people had the Snow Dragon Leopard King and Logan Moss tamed, and they were too distinctive. If they were taken back, their exposure could arouse suspicion.

Master Campbell had a strong personality, and upon suspicion, he didn’t bother looking for evidence.

He didn’t need proof to make trouble for someone.

"Alright, off you go. The trouble started because you bullied Marcellus Foster, relying on your strength. Instead of wasting time on this, you might as well dedicate yourself to cultivation."

Brecken James had more to say but held back, "Okay, then. I’ll leave."

He wasn’t foolish.

Just because Bryant James didn’t say anything didn’t mean he wouldn’t do anything.

Brecken James was well aware of Bryant James’s ambition for Adelaide Bautista and his hatred for Westin Flores; he didn’t believe Bryant James would calmly watch Westin Flores’s son strut around before his eyes.

After Brecken James left, Bryant James returned to his dwelling with a calm demeanor.

Why waste energy on a man who was as good as dead?

Just wait for news.

...

"Carson, I really can’t thank you enough for today. Without you, not only would I have been humiliated, but I probably would have been bedridden for who knows how long..."

Marcellus Foster’s eyes were filled with gratitude and a touch of shame, "I didn’t tell you the whole truth before..."

Carson Flores laughed, "What you said was the truth. Even if you are an illegitimate child, that Peak Master is still your grandfather, right? No problem there."

Marcellus Foster had intended to explain something else, but seeing Carson’s clear eyes filled with laughter, he came to his senses. Carson clearly understood the differences he was referring to; he had said it just to avoid embarrassment.

Marcellus Foster gave a formal bow, his expression slightly darkened, "Actually, I have a great talent for cultivation, but because I’m an illegitimate child, I’ve had access to very few cultivation resources since childhood. To earn Spirit Stones for cultivation, I joined Foster Family Commerce and became a freelance salesperson. I would take orders myself and then get goods from Foster Family. Whatever profit I made was my own."

"Even though I’m an unrecognized bastard, after all, I still have Foster blood in me, so as long as I ensure the interests of the Foster family, they don’t mind how much I earn. For this, I have to thank them; they’ve at least given me a bit of hope."

"I’m now twenty-one. Over the years, I’ve depended on taking orders and selling goods to earn Spirit Stones and gather resources for cultivation. I’ve cultivated to the Golden Core Peak; I actually think I’m pretty impressive."

Carson Flores laughed, "You are impressive! At twenty-one, to gather resources on your own and cultivate to the Golden Core Peak, that’s already quite formidable. I’m twenty-eight, and when it comes to strength, I’m not even up to your level yet."

Touched, Marcellus Foster said, "Carson, don’t say that. You were in the Mortal Realm before with its sparse Spiritual Energy. It’s only been a year since you entered the Barbaric Wilderness Realm, and yet you’ve gained such strength. You’re much more formidable than I am."

Carson Flores patted Marcellus Foster’s shoulder, "Let’s continue drinking. We hardly had a few bites earlier before they ruined it."

"Sure!"

The two changed venues and ordered food and drinks again.

After drinking awhile longer, Marcellus Foster suddenly remembered something, "Carson, you drove away Brecken James and his group, they definitely won’t dare to mess with you again. But knowing Brecken James’s character, he’ll surely go to his cousin to complain, looking for him to stand up for him..."

Carson Flores asked, "Who’s his cousin?"

Marcellus Foster answered, "Bryant James, the direct grandson of the Peak Master of the Heavenly Pivot Peak, with an Innate Taoist Body. His presence has always been kept secret by Kahdas, receiving covert cultivation until a few years ago when Bryant James appeared suddenly, challenging many prodigies and defeating them all. His strength is incredibly powerful, earning him the reputation as the Son of Kahdas, the future ruler of Kahdas..."

Carson’s gaze turned a few shades more serious, "What’s his strength?"

Marcellus Foster shook his head, "Not sure, but at least he’s at the Divinity Transformation stage, and with his Innate Taoist Body, he can even fight across levels, making him the strongest among Kahdas’s younger generation today."

Carson Flores suddenly laughed, "If he’s that impressive, he won’t stoop to come and beat up someone in the Golden Core Realm like me. That wouldn’t be something to boast about, would it?"

Marcellus Foster hesitated for a while before lowering his voice and saying softly, "If it were just because of Brecken James, his proud nature might not drive him to deal with you. But it’s well-known that he’s fond of Adelaide Bautista..."