Beauty Chairwoman’s Bodyguard Expert
Chapter 450 - 448 I’m Just Here to Watch

Chapter 450: Chapter 448 I’m Just Here to Watch

At the same time, having left Jiao Long’s room with an icy expression, Duan Blade returned to his own room. As soon as the door was shut, his face instantaneously darkened, revealing a deep-seated hatred as he fiercely punched the wall.

"I am a genius of Yanhuang Group, a future myth-level powerhouse. Lu Tianxing, the humiliation you gave me today, I will return a thousand, no, a hundredfold to you," he fumed. "I will tear you to pieces, and I will make you watch with your own eyes as your loved ones die by my hand."

Duan Blade growled lowly, his eyes filled with venomous resentment. As a member of the prestigious Sky Team, a genius-level figure, and future Heavenly Level and myth-level warrior, respect was something he always received wherever he went, with others fearing to offend him. Yet Lu Tianxing dared not only to disrespect him but also to cause him embarrassment time and again. He had to avenge this humiliation; he needed revenge; he was determined to make Lu Tianxing pay a painful price.

"Lu Tianxing, do you think just because you can kill Ye Lang, I have no way to deal with you? I will make you realize that anyone Yanhuang Group wants dead, even if they were an Earthly Immortal, will certainly meet their end."

Muttering to himself, a sinister flash crossed Duan Blade’s eyes as he took out his phone and made a call directly, "Huang Fuhu, I think we can work together...".

...

Meanwhile, in a top private hospital in Modu.

Unaware that Sima Lingyun was preparing to come to Modu, Lu Tianxing sat beside Bai Zhiqing with an annoyed expression, completely wrapped in layer upon layer of gauze, resembling a mummy—one might think he was a severely injured person at first glance.

"Wife, can I go home now? As I’ve said, I’m fine. Is there really a need to wrap me up like a zongzi?" Lu Tianxing pleaded pathetically to Bai Zhiqing.

Bai Zhiqing frowned and said irritably, "Shut up, will you? The doctor just said your injuries are severe; some wounds are so bad that the bone is visible. If we don’t treat them properly, an infection could lead to serious complications. You need to stay in the hospital and rest properly now."

"Wife, what’s there to rest for? Besides, it’s not as if it’s my little brother that’s injured. What’s the big deal?"

Lu Tianxing chuckled, dismissing the severity; he could recover completely in two days if he wanted to, without any problem.

Bai Zhiqing’s cheeks flushed red as she glared at Lu Tianxing fiercely—this bastard had sustained severe injuries and was still being flippant about it.

"Lu Tianxing, can you please stop taking risks with your life in the future?"

Bai Zhiqing looked at Lu Tianxing solemnly, her eyes conveying deep concern as she recalled what she had seen when they left Sining Cemetery. The area for hundreds of meters around was almost completely destroyed, pockmarked with holes. Even without witnessing the event firsthand, she could imagine the severity of the situation. A slight misstep could have meant Lu Tianxing’s death.

"Wife, I..."

Lu Tianxing opened his mouth to say something, noticing Bai Zhiqing’s frightened expression, but she cut him off, "Lu Tianxing, do you think I’m a jinx? Every time something dangerous happens, and you even get hurt because of me. Do you hate me for bringing you all this trouble?"

As she spoke, a sad smile crossed Bai Zhiqing’s face.

"No, you’re my lucky star. Ever since I met you, I’ve found that life is filled with joy."

Lu Tianxing shook his head, softly comforting Bai Zhiqing. After a brush with death, it was a moment when a woman felt most melancholic and sensitive.

"Lu Tianxing, can you teach me martial arts? I don’t want to be a burden. I want to help you."

Bai Zhiqing suddenly looked up, eyeing Lu Tianxing earnestly, her gaze filled with determination.

"Martial arts training is a grueling and tedious process."

"I’m not afraid of hardship."

"Alright then! I’ll teach you when we find some time."

"Mhm!"

Bai Zhiqing nodded seriously, resolute in her heart to study hard. Next time, she was determined to be of help to Lu Tianxing and not cower in fear.

Seeing Bai Zhiqing’s expression, Lu Tianxing sighed softly, knowing there was something he hadn’t mentioned—martial arts training needed to start from a young age, and once a person’s body matured, the muscles and bones were set, making it unlikely to achieve much even with training.

He considered himself an exception since he had, by a stroke of luck, obtained the Creation Source Technique and swallowed a Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill from the same place he had found the technique. Only after reconstituting his muscles and bones did his cultivation level soar. Even if Bai Zhiqing trained, she was unlikely to achieve remarkable success.

Of course, he did not share this thought with Bai Zhiqing, unwilling to undermine her confidence. Furthermore, as long as he could find another Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill, it wasn’t impossible for Bai Zhiqing to make progress with her cultivation—although elixirs like that were exceedingly rare, and even the Yanhuang Group probably didn’t possess any. He was fortunate to have gotten one at all; it was as if his ancestors’ graves were emitting smoke.

"Lu Tianxing, thank you."

A smile that melted the frost away appeared on Bai Zhiqing’s face as she rested her head gently on Lu Tianxing’s shoulder. Since that day when Lu Tianxing had willingly faced death to extricate her from danger, Bai Zhiqing felt her heart gradually opening up, Lu Tianxing’s image taking root and sprouting inside her like a sapling.

"What’s there to thank? You’re my wife, and I’m your husband. It’s only natural for a husband to protect his wife."

Embracing Bai Zhiqing, Lu Tianxing gently caressed her silky black hair, inhaling the light and delicate fragrance that wafted from her. He felt unprecedented tranquility in his mind, a rare absence of lascivious thoughts.

"Click!"

Just as Lu Tianxing was holding Bai Zhiqing and enjoying this rare moment of warmth, the tightly closed door of the hospital room was suddenly opened by someone. Bai Weiwei appeared in the room, and when she saw Lu Tianxing holding Bai Zhiqing, Bai Weiwei stared with her mouth agape, as if she had seen a ghost.

What’s this situation, has the sun risen from the west? Her normally icy sister is actually showing such tenderness, allowing a man to hold her and, what’s more, in a hospital? Isn’t that bit of information a bit too much?

Bai Weiwei snapped back to her senses almost instantly and said with a sheepish smile, "Sister, brother-in-law, sorry, it seems I’ve come at a bad time, didn’t mean to disturb you, please, continue, don’t mind me, I’m just here to soy sauce, just passing by. But, sister, you better take it easy, the brother-in-law just got hurt, it’s not suitable for too vigorous activities, just take it slow, a little hint’s enough."

After saying that, Bai Weiwei closed the door. Even after closing the door, one could faintly hear Bai Weiwei telling Bai Qiao Mountain and He Cailan, who were about to enter, "Brother-in-law is holding sister, they’re enjoying their couple’s world. Don’t go in and disturb them, let the two of them enhance their feelings."

"It’s all your fault, all your fault, now my face is completely lost, how can I go out and see people in the future?"

Bai Zhiqing quickly struggled out of Lu Tianxing’s embrace, her face blushing as she looked at him. As Bai Weiwei’s sister, she knew this little sister very well. Anything that came out of her mouth would surely be exaggerated and could turn a simple kiss into "they’re creating the next generation."

"What’s the big deal? You’re my wife; it’s only natural for a husband to hold his wife. If someone saw, they saw. Besides, grandpa and grandma would be most delighted to see this scene."

Lu Tianxing lay back leisurely on the hospital bed, smiling at the exceedingly shy Bai Zhiqing. At this moment, Bai Zhiqing truly fell from the status of a goddess to that of an ordinary woman.

"Don’t say it, or watch how I’ll deal with you."

Bai Zhiqing glared at Lu Tianxing and sat next to the bed, her fingers nervously fiddling with the hem of her clothes, not daring to look into Lu Tianxing’s eyes.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the entire hospital room became charged with an air of intimacy.

A few minutes later, the door was opened again, and a small head peeked inside. Upon realizing that there wasn’t the imagined scene inside, a hint of disappointment flashed in her beautiful eyes.

Pushing the door open, Bai Weiwei entered carrying a thermos, looking at Lu Tianxing she said, "Brother-in-law, I’m here to see you, how about it, are you happy, honored?"

"Happy, honored."

Lu Tianxing nodded, indeed a bit touched. Although Bai Weiwei hadn’t said much, he could feel the concern in her eyes.

"Glad to hear it. Then I haven’t worried over you in vain."

Bai Weiwei nodded with satisfaction, then said, "Brother-in-law, look, this is the chicken soup I’ve stewed for you. This is made from an old hen; it’s perfect for someone sick like you."

As she said that, Bai Weiwei placed the thermos in front of the hospital bed and opened it, releasing a rich fragrance that made mouths water.

Smelling the aroma, Bai Weiwei gazed at the thermos, swallowed hard with great reluctance, and turned her gaze away. It smelled too good; if she had known, she would have tasted some.

"Did you really make this chicken soup yourself, or did you buy it from a hotel?"

Lu Tianxing looked at Bai Weiwei in surprise. This little sister-in-law didn’t seem like someone who could cook. He had serious doubts about this chicken soup being her handiwork.

"Brother-in-law, what are you talking about? Are you doubting your adorable little sister-in-law?" Bai Weiwei looked at Lu Tianxing, her face puffing up with displeasure.

"Really?"

"Don’t listen to Weiwei’s nonsense. Stew soup? If she could make one edible dish, that would be amazing. She hasn’t learned the skills to make soup; the chicken soup must have been made by grandma," Bai Zhiqing chimed in from the side.

Lu Tianxing suddenly understood, "I see."

"Humph, whether or not I made the chicken soup, at least I brought it here. I also deserve some credit," Bai Weiwei pouted, staring at Lu Tianxing with a mocking glance. She almost wanted to snatch the thermos right away; the chicken soup was too tempting, she was already drooling for it.

"Click!"

As they were talking, the hospital room door was pushed open a second time, and Bai Qiao Mountain and He Cailan walked into the room.

Bai Qiao Mountain had an icy expression on his face, his eyes emanating a chilling intent. His granddaughter and grandson-in-law had been subjected to an assassination attempt again, and this time, the assailants had used heavy weaponry, clearly intending to kill his granddaughter and her husband, how could he not be furious?

Perhaps everyone had forgotten about the existence of Bai Fengzi, the "Madman of Modu," whose name had faded from memory over the last decade or so.

Compared to Bai Qiao Mountain, who was radiating an ice-cold aura, He Cailan was full of worry, especially upon seeing Lu Tianxing wrapped up like a mummy, her tears almost spilling out uncontrollably, her concern palpable.