The Personal Bodyguard of the Female CEO
Chapter 342 - 342 341 The Beautiful Instructor Becomes a Security Guard

342: Chapter 341: The Beautiful Instructor Becomes a Security Guard 342: Chapter 341: The Beautiful Instructor Becomes a Security Guard “Boss, you’ve achieved Semi-Saint status!” came the incredulous and delighted voice of Huang Fei over the phone.

Wang Dadong had once said that he didn’t need to become a Saint; as long as he became a Semi-Saint, ordinary saint slayers wouldn’t be able to touch him.

The chance to directly become a Saint was very slim, but the probability of becoming a Semi-Saint was much higher.

“Mmm!”

“That’s wonderful, boss.” You could tell that Huang Fei was genuinely happy for Wang Dadong.

“Xiao Fei, you need to take good care of yourself.

Don’t worry too much about me,” said Wang Dadong.

“Got it, boss,” replied Huang Fei obediently.

It was probably only Wang Dadong who could elicit such a tender and well-behaved side from Huang Fei, one of the Four Heavenly Kings.

After hanging up with Huang Fei, Wang Dadong received calls from the Undying Heavenly King and the King of Everlasting Night.

A warm feeling rose in Wang Dadong’s heart; perhaps the ones who cared about him the most in this world were the Four Heavenly Kings.

Three out of the Four Heavenly Kings had called him, with only The Unintoxicated King who had taken the Little Princess back to her country not calling.

“Little Drunkard, this guy, getting to Kansas and not even giving me a call back, he’s probably too caught up in fun,” Wang Dadong chuckled to himself when he thought of the young tomboy.

This time Little Drunkard had really met his match.

If he wanted to play, then let him play a few more days.

…

In the Kingdom of Kansas, what originally resembled hill-like structures made of stone had already been dismantled, the whole country now utterly coated with skyscrapers.

Within a castle-like luxurious palace’s basement,

“Release me at once!

If my father learns of your audacity, he will surely pass judgment upon you,” the Little Princess raged, pounding at the iron door.

Her once pretty face was now smeared with dirt, and her shimmering diamond dress was nowhere to be seen.

A few minutes later, the iron door opened.

A man and a woman walked in.

The woman was petite, as tall as the Little Princess, while the man next to her was exceptionally burly, with two pairs of jet-black, blade-like wings on his back.

Most bizarrely, the winged man had the Arabic numeral 8 tattooed on the left side of his face.

“Who are you?” terror flickered across the Little Princess’s face as she realized that the woman who entered looked exactly like her.

“Me?

Am I not Princess Lisa?” replied the girl with a smile, her voice identical to Princess Lisa’s.

“No, you’re lying; I am Princess Lisa, you are the impostor.”

“Indeed I am false, but from now on, you are the impostor,” the girl giggled, then turned to her winged companion, “Go interrogate that man who brought this little wretch back.

Figure out which organization he’s with, considering he’s killed so many of our people.”

The winged man’s face wore a malevolent grin, “When we, the Underworld River, take on a job, you can rest assured.”

In another underground cell, Jun Tianzui was bound hands and feet with iron chains as thick as a baby’s arm.

There wasn’t a single patch of unbruised skin on his body; his long hair was hardened with dried blood, yet his expression was devoid of any emotion, his gaze sharp as a blade.

“Kid, I believe you’ve heard about the methods of the Underworld River.

I advise you to confess,” the winged man said coldly.

Jun Tianzui looked up at the man, a hint of disdain curling his lip, “Just with you, this Four-Winged Birdman?

Show whatever tricks you have up your sleeve; if your grandpa here furrows a brow, I’m not your real grandpa.”

“I hope you can endure all seven of the harshest tortures of the Underworld River and still speak such words.”

…

Nothing happened overnight, and the next morning, Wang Dadong got up to make breakfast, only to find that Soya was also up and practicing her swordsmanship.

“Soya, are your wounds okay?” Wang Dadong asked with some concern.

Although Soya was a Saint, her injuries from the previous night were too severe to heal overnight.

“Don’t worry, Wang, Soya is fine.” Soya stood on the lawn, swinging the great sword in her hand with some difficulty.

It was clear that Soya wasn’t alright but was practicing despite her injuries.

Wang Dadong knew she didn’t want to waste a day’s time and said with pity, “Soya, don’t practice swordsmanship today.”

“It’s okay, Wang.” Soya didn’t stop the movements in her hands.

In her eyes, making Wang Dadong a Legendary Warrior as soon as possible was the most important task, and for that, she would spare no effort, even at the cost of her life.

Wang Dadong couldn’t believe there were such foolish people in the world had he not met one himself, who would offer everything for an ancient legend.

Keep in mind that before this, the two didn’t even know each other.

Wang Dadong jumped out of the window, snatched the sword from Soya’s hands, and roughly carried her back to the room.

“You’re going to lie here properly today, I’ll call you when it’s time to eat,” Wang Dadong said domineeringly.

Soya’s azure eyes quietly met Wang Dadong’s, and she eventually admitted defeat, obediently lying down on the couch.

While Wang Dadong was making breakfast, Lin Shiyan also got up, stretched languidly, and felt refreshed.

Truth be told, Wang Dadong’s physiotherapy was really effective.

Not only did it dispel the discomfort in her neck, but it also significantly improved her sleep.

She used to always dream during her sleep, but last night she slept through till morning, which was incredibly comfortable.

Watching Wang Dadong busying himself in the kitchen, Lin Shiyan felt a hint of sweetness in her heart.

Sometimes, this guy was really thoughtful.

If only he were a bit more domineering and manly.

Always hugging her legs was really too much for her to bear.

To show her appreciation for Wang Dadong, the Female CEO offered to drive him to work, which of course Wang Dadong wouldn’t decline.

As soon as he helped the Female CEO park the car, he saw Long Qiuyu in a camouflage uniform with a cap walking over.

“Eh, Instructor Long, wasn’t the special training over?

Why are you coming to the company?” Wang Dadong asked in confusion.

The special training was only two weeks long and was said to have ended a few days ago.

Long Qiuyu smiled faintly, “Didn’t you tell me to come and join you?”

Wang Dadong’s eyes lit up.

He had spoken casually that day and didn’t expect Long Qiuyu to actually come.

The thought of seeing the beautiful instructor every day filled him with joy.

“Since Instructor Long is joining me, don’t be polite with us in the future.

I can’t say much for others, but in the Security Department, I have quite a bit of pull.

Even the manager gives me face,” Wang Dadong said with a look that suggested he would take good care of her.

Just then, Zeng Xiaozhang walked out of the office with a pleased expression and said to Yang Jian, “Notify all security guards to assemble.”

Soon, all the security guards had assembled at the Jinding Gate.

Zeng Xiaozhang swept his gaze over everyone, glanced at Long Qiuyu, who stood beside him, and said, “I believe everyone is familiar with Instructor Long, but I still need to reintroduce her today because, starting from today, Instructor Long is the Deputy Manager of my Security Department.”