The Personal Bodyguard of the Female CEO
Chapter 86 - 86 85 Ingratitude

86: Chapter 85 Ingratitude 86: Chapter 85 Ingratitude Zhuoga’s portion is yours to live for me!

“Dadao, you must be happy, if you dare not to be happy, I won’t acknowledge you as my apprentice even in death, you have to carry on with your master’s share and live well…”

The same words appeared once again before Wang Dadong.

Could it be that love really can’t cross the chasm of age?

Moreover, can he really disregard Lin Shiyan’s feelings?

If Lin Shiyan knew he was divorcing her to be with Granny Yangjin, would she cry with heartache?

Or would she let out a cold laugh, and then say, I’ve wanted to get rid of you for a long time.

Wang Dadong didn’t know, but he guessed it would probably be the latter.

“But this isn’t fair to you,” Wang Dadong said, grasping Granny Yangjin’s hand again.

“What about her?

If you truly can give her up, you don’t deserve to be my Yangjin Zhuoga’s man,” Granny Yangjin’s voice suddenly turned stern.

Wang Dadong closed his eyes in pain, this was truly a difficult choice.

But he had to make a decision.

“Dadao, listen to me, you never belonged here.

Zhuoga has already grown indifferent to the hustle and bustle of city life and doesn’t want to return to the city.

Do you want to spend your old age in these deep forests?

Is that the life you want?” Granny Yangjin softened her tone again.

Granny Yangjin’s words plunged Wang Dadong into thought.

After all, he was only twenty-five.

To cut himself off from the vibrant world outside now, although he could do it, it wasn’t the life he wanted.

“Dadao, as long as you remember that here, there’s a woman who loves you, Zhuoga will be very content,” Granny Yangjin murmured softly.

“Yangjin…”

“Don’t speak, let me hold you a little longer…” Granny Yangjin, resembling a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, chided softly.

Wang Dadong obediently closed his mouth.

The moonlight shone on Granny Yangjin’s face, which now bore an expression of complete contentment.

“Let go of Zhuoga,” Granny Yangjin looked up with a pleading look in her eyes.

The scene was so familiar, and the only consolation for Wang Dadong was that Yangjin Zhuoga was still alive.

Once he left Zhuanghu, he could come back to see her whenever he missed her.

Although Wang Dadong knew that Granny Yangjin was eighty-eight, through the time they spent together, he knew she couldn’t possibly be that age, probably more around forty.

He didn’t understand why Granny Yangjin would hide her age, nor how a woman in her forties could possess more than sixty years of Inner Strength.

But it made sense when he thought about it; he was only twenty-five and his Inner Strength was even stronger than Granny Yangjin’s.

Perhaps Granny Yangjin had her own story, but since she didn’t share it, he naturally wouldn’t inquire further.

Zhuoma next to him had long since been in tears.

For her, such love had already transcended time and even space.

Though the ultimate outcome was that they couldn’t be together, it was yet beautiful, beautifully desolate.

“Let’s go.” After a long moment of exchanging smiles, they walked towards the village.

“Granny Yangjin, something seems off,” Wang Dadong furrowed his brows as they reached the entrance of the village.

Normally at this time, the Zhuanghu would be dancing around the campfire, but now, although the campfire was burning fiercely, not a single Zangmin could be seen.

“Zha, Zhaxi, quickly look over there,” Zhuoma suddenly pointed at the tallest tower and screamed in alarm – it was the Village Chief’s dwelling.

Wang Dadong looked up and saw a high pile of firewood in front of the Village Chief’s door, and in the middle of the woodpile, two people were tied up.

The two people were none other than Hazha and Meiduo!

“Yangjin Zhuoga is the reincarnation of a Demon, and you are the Demon’s followers, let the fire cleanse all your sins!” the envoy shouted, waving the steel fork in his hand.

“Granny is not a Demon, let me go!” Meiduo’s small face was filled with anger.

“Begin the Sacrifice!”

As the envoy’s words fell, the pile of firewood was set ablaze.

The firewood, doused in ghee, quickly burst into roaring flames.

“Village Chief Grandpa, Granny is not a Demon, Meiduo is not a follower of the Demon either, please let us go.” Seeing the flames, Meiduo finally became afraid.

In the face of this scene, a hint of intolerance flashed in the old village chief’s eyes, but he did not stop the Sacrifice.

Soon, the flames neared Meiduo, and the dense black smoke made her cough violently.

“Zhaxi, Brother Zhaxi, where are you, come save Meiduo…”

“Keep shouting, keep shouting, even if you scream your throat raw no one will come to save you,” sneered one of the envoy’s men with a cold laugh.

Bang!

As soon as the man finished speaking, his body suddenly stiffened, and with a bang, he fell to the ground, a small blood hole appearing between his eyebrows.

Immediately thereafter, a figure darted into the flames, and Wang Dadong pulled out both Meiduo and Hazha.

“Brother Zhaxi,” Meiduo threw herself into Wang Dadong’s embrace.

“The Demon has come, everyone stay calm, as long as we unite, we can surely kill the Demon, the Witch God Meeting will bless us,” the envoy called out loudly.

Clang, clang!

The Zhuanghu drew their knives from their waists and surrounded Wang Dadong and the other two in inner and outer circles.

At this moment, Wang Dadong’s gaze was incredibly dark; he had not expected that after Granny Yangjin kindly spared the envoy and others, the envoy, far from being grateful, actually incited the people, wanting to burn Meiduo and Hazha to death.

“Everyone listen to me, our Witch God is not the same Witch God as before, and he is certainly not the envoy of the Witch God; he is the true Demon who has committed all manner of evil deeds,” Granny Yangjin shouted loudly.

“Yangjin Zhuoga, even now you still speak such madness, blaspheming the Witch God, such blasphemy against the divine must be met with the cruelest punishment, I declare that Yangjin Zhuoga be sentenced to death by dismemberment!” the envoy cried out.

“My fellow villagers, think about it, if Yangjin Zhuoga were not a Demon, how could she remain so young?” Seeing no reaction from the crowd, the envoy waved the steel fork and pointed at Granny Yangjin.

“That’s right, only a Demon could remain forever youthful, all the calamities in the village have been brought by this witch,” echoed one of the envoy’s lackeys.

The Zangmin gradually started to believe the envoy’s words.

“That’s complete nonsense!” Just as the crowd was about to close in, Wang Dadong suddenly let out a roar of rage, his voice booming like thunderous lightning, causing everyone’s ears to ring painfully.

Wang Dadong was furious; no longer did he regard the Zhuanghu as warm and simple, calling them ignorant was not an exaggeration.

Because of the words of the envoy, they wouldn’t even believe the always kind and good-hearted Granny Yangjin anymore.

“Batu!

Five years ago, had Granny Yangjin not been there, wouldn’t you have been trampled to death by that mad yak?” Wang Dadong suddenly pointed at a Zhuanghu and shouted loudly.

That Zhuanghu immediately lowered his head.

“Lamu, three years ago, when you were seriously ill and couldn’t afford treatment, who treated you for free and cured you?”

“Lange, just last month, Granny Yangjin cured your son’s tuberculosis!”

“Gongbu…”