Beauty Chairwoman’s Bodyguard Expert
Chapter 618 - 614 Assassin

Chapter 618: Chapter 614 Assassin

"Really? Miss Mu, are you really going to give us the collector’s edition records?" Bai Weiwei said excitedly upon hearing Mu Qingxue’s words.

Mandala was also somewhat thrilled, as these records were priceless treasures that money couldn’t always buy. Moreover, having Mu Qingxue’s autograph made them all the more precious.

"Of course, why would I deceive you? Just give me a moment."

Smiling, Mu Qingxue nodded, turned to her dressing table, took out four beautifully packaged records from her bag, signed her name and blessings on them, and handed them to Lu Tianxing and the others. Then, she took a close group photo with Mandala, Bai Weiwei, and Bai Zhiqing individually, and finally, even Lu Tianxing joined them for a close group photo under Bai Weiwei’s encouragement.

"Yay, I finally got Mu Qingxue’s collector’s edition autographed record and a group photo! I’m going to post it on my social circle, I want to show it off to them."

The excitement on Bai Weiwei’s face was more than evident. For a fan, getting an autographed record and blessing from their idol, along with a group photo, was truly something to be ecstatic about.

Not just her, even Mandala and Bai Zhiqing were a little excited; after all, they were fans of Mu Qingxue, who unlike other celebrities, didn’t brush off her fans with indifference but was very approachable.

Watching these three women intensely, Lu Tianxing looked at the wall clock and spoke, "Miss Mu, it’s getting late. We shouldn’t impose any further. We’ll be taking our leave now."

"Well, take care."

Mu Qingxue nodded lightly and looked at Bai Zhiqing with some anticipation, "Zhiqing, I’ve always longed to feel what it’s like to be a powerful woman in the workplace. I wonder if I could come to your company to experience it."

"Of course, no problem at all. I welcome your visit anytime."

Bai Zhiqing said with a smile, clearly pleased with Mu Qingxue’s demeanor, who didn’t exude the arrogance of other celebrities but instead seemed very friendly. She was more than happy to be friends with Mu Qingxue.

That’s how simple it was for women to make friends; sharing a common purse, a common topic, could be enough to initiate a friendship. With Mu Qingxue’s intentional friendliness, Bai Zhiqing naturally wouldn’t decline such a friend.

"Then it’s settled."

"Sure, Qingxue, if you want to visit Bai’s Group, just call me. It’s late, and you must be tired today. We won’t disturb you further; we’ll take our leave now."

As she said this, Bai Zhiqing and her companions turned to walk out.

Just as Lu Tianxing and Bai Zhiqing were opening the door to the dressing room to leave, three fans came in, their faces showing boundless excitement, holding photos and posters of Mu Qingxue.

When Lu Tianxing passed by these fans, his brows suddenly furrowed, and he glanced back at the fans with a grave tone, "Manman, did you feel something?"

"Yes, I did."

Mandala’s expression also became slightly serious.

She sensed a chilling intent from the three people who had just entered—an intent not of the corporate power exuded by the likes of Bai Zhiqing, but of a totally opposite nature. It was a murderous intent, starkly radiating with lethal coldness.

This chilling intent, familiar to her, was something possessed only by those who had actually taken lives. To feel this in a fan of Mu Qingxue was quite strange.

While one of the three tried hard to conceal this chilling intent, fooling her was nearly impossible, let alone getting it past Lu Tianxing. After all, Lu Tianxing himself had once exuded a much more intense killing aura; with just one look, he could make one feel as if they had fallen into an ice pit, tasting the flavor of blood in their mouth and nose.

"Wife, you and Manman go ahead. I think I left something in the dressing room; I’ll go look for it. Wait for me outside."

Lu Tianxing gestured for Mandala to take Bai Zhiqing away, while he himself turned around and went back to the dressing room.

Sitting in the dressing room, Mu Qingxue was about to sign an autograph for one of her fans when she heard the door open. Instinctively lifting her head, her face lit up with surprise when she saw it was Lu Tianxing. "Mr. Lu, hadn’t you left just now? Why have you come back?" she asked.

"Heh, I just ran into an old friend, so I thought I’d come over to check in. I hope I haven’t disturbed Miss Mu," Lu Tianxing said with a chuckle, taking deliberate steps toward where Mu Qingxue was.

"Old friend? Who could it be?"

Mu Qingxue looked around in confusion, instinctively glancing at the three fans beside her. Besides herself, the dressing room seemed to have only these three fans. Could one of them be Lu Tianxing’s friend?

"No good!"

Seeing Lu Tianxing walking towards Mu Qingxue, one of the fans’ expression suddenly changed. No longer caring for anything else, their eyes grew ice-cold, stepping forward and lunging at Mu Qingxue. The photo in their hand slashed like a blade towards Mu Qingxue’s throat.

For an assassin, a photo was enough to kill.

"Ah!"

Witnessing this scene, Mu Qingxue couldn’t help screaming in terror. She had never expected that one of her fans would in an instant become a cold-blooded assassin. Wanting to dodge, but as an ordinary person, a woman, how could she possibly escape in time?

"Ignorant fool."

Watching this unfold, Lu Tianxing’s gaze turned icy as he flashed to Mu Qingxue’s side, reaching out to embrace her and then launching a vicious kick.

"Bang!"

Without any suspense, his kick landed precisely on the chest of the assassin. The killer screamed and was sent flying like a kite with its string cut, spewing a mouthful of bright red blood in the air. Under the lighting, it appeared glaringly stark.

"Bang!"

The assassin hit the ground hard, producing a loud noise. After a brief struggle, they fell unconscious.

"Ah! Murder, there’s been a murder..."

The remaining two female fans, seeing the blood on the floor and then looking at Lu Tianxing, screamed shrilly and promptly fainted.

"Pathetic thing."

Lu Tianxing scoffed dismissively, deeming a lowly Yellow-level Martial Artist daring to be an assassin.

"Miss Mu, are you alright?"

Lu Tianxing glanced at the unconscious assassin and then looked down at Mu Qingxue in his arms, his eyes betraying a hint of amazement.

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