The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard
Chapter 231

Chapter 231: 231

Seeing Ye Tian’s arrival, Xu Qingyang walked over. The staff behind him just glanced at him, showing no strong emotions. They didn’t have any particular fondness for the new boss. Not to mention anything else, when Zhen Yulin was around, how many people dared to cause trouble at their slow dance nights? You could count them on one hand. But ever since Ye Tian took over, there have been repeated incidents of people coming here to pick fights. Isn’t this just the case right now?

Ye Tian reached into his pocket and pulled out a cigarette, placing it in his mouth but not lighting it, "What exactly happened? How did it involve Japanese people?"

Xu Qingyang’s mouth twitched, but he didn’t speak. Instead, he waved his hand backward, and a male waiter dressed in a dark red uniform jogged over, bending down and bowing to both Ye Tian.

"Tell the boss what happened, from the beginning."

The waiter nodded, looked at Ye Tian, and then turned to point at an empty area in the distance as he spoke, "I was helping a customer park at the door. I was just standing there, directing the car to back into the parking space when I saw a few people passing by me. Additionally, one of them grabbed my body and asked if the owner here was named Ye Tian. Since Boss Ye is new, I thought they were friends here to support the place. They were even holding beautifully wrapped boxes, so I nodded. But unexpectedly, after they saw me nod, they charged towards the main entrance and started vandalizing and even splashed liquid on the door..."

"That’s sulfuric acid, right?"

Ye Tian waved his hand to dismiss the waiter and then walked to the main entrance. He crouched down and closely examined the floor, now charred black by the sulfuric acid. The marble floor was corroded until only a layer of fine pores remained. With a light step, it cracked into pieces. The glass door was also corroded into a shapeless mass, particularly appalling were the brownish-yellow deep grooves left by the liquid as it ran down the glass.

"I’ve already called the police. They’ll be here soon."

"Who told you to call the cops!" Ye Tian suddenly looked up, his eyes wide and glaring at Chu Tianyi, his voice hoarse and intimidating.

Chu Tianyi was so scared that he stepped back, but he quickly recovered and argued, "What are you yelling for? If you don’t call the police, can you solve this yourself? Do you think this was just some small-time hooligans?"

"How I deal with it is none of your business. Just get rid of the police for me, and I’ll be grateful. At the slow dance, I am the boss. I don’t intend to see my business ruined by every single flea. Manager Chu, I hope you can work with me."

Chu Tianyi was about to argue when he saw the surrounding people looking at him with strange eyes, clearly siding with Ye Tian.

Of course, the staff here knew Chu Tianyi’s background. Although she came across clean and innocent, who would believe that a fresh graduate could become the manager here without some shady dealings? Probably slept with Zhen Yulin numerous times. And when it came to Chu Tianyi’s abilities, there was much skepticism. While the staff might not be clear about management and financial matters and couldn’t judge whether she was good or bad, her handling of social etiquette always seemed too self-involved. She held on to her naive student-era ideals of self-respect and dignity, never bending over backwards or trying to please the customers, let alone sitting down to have a drink with the bosses. It was only the reputation of the slow dance that kept them afloat; any other bar would have been torn down by now. What was even more frustrating was that, after the bar ran into trouble, this manager directly called the police—unbelievable that after half a year of managing a bar, she still didn’t understand its most basic rules. All this made it really hard for anyone to feel any fondness towards her.

"Get everything cleaned up. We’re reopening tomorrow as usual."

After saying that, Chu Tianyi walked into the bar, no longer bearing the scrutiny of the staff.

Ye Tian, following Xu Qingyang, took a roundabout route to an alley not far from the bar. It was an area waiting for demolition, with the character "Demolish" graffiti’d everywhere on the walls.

"Did you catch any?"

"There were five in total. I knocked them all down. But I heard two of them speaking with a weird accent, Japanese accents, so I kept those two."

"Do you speak Japanese?"

"I can’t speak that language. I’ve spent some time in East Mountain province, where there are many Japanese. They all speak Mandarin. So after hearing it often, I recognize it."

Ye Tian nodded thoughtfully and then asked, "Did anyone see you when you brought them here?"

Xu Qingyang silently led the way, shaking his head, "No, but I found this on them."

Xu Qingyang turned around and handed over a small red booklet to Ye Tian who looked at it. It was just a list of names and birthdates, nothing special.

"This is the identification of the Sanqing Sect. Every member has one, and it can’t be forged by outsiders. They are from the Sanqing Sect. This is the place."

They arrived in front of a dilapidated house. The door was locked and bound with a chain. Upon Xu Qingyang unlocking the chain, people inside started shouting loudly; their voices were muffled and unintelligible, likely because their mouths were gagged. Ye Tian watched Xu Qingyang’s back as he opened the door, pondering a question: How did this guy know about the Three Pure Ones? He shook his head, unable to figure it out, letting it go for now.

This was an abandoned single-story house area. Some people still lived in the buildings, those were the stubborn holdouts. Xu Qingyang, considering the sensitivity and discretion of the holdouts, arranged for these people to be kept here. Ye Tian appreciated this about Xu Qingyang, who always considered everything thoroughly. Li Jing, on the other hand, seemed a bit "lazy" in comparison and preferred to be the sword, only to kill without thinking.

In a corner of the room, two people were tied up, mouths stuffed and eyes blindfolded with black cloth, their limbs bound together, unable to move.