The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard
Chapter 233

Chapter 233: 233

The boss chuckled, "City folks fancy this sort of thing, so we might as well offer it. I’m not too fond of it myself, too pretentious. Just trying to make a living, without too many rules, you know?"

Ye Tian sensed that this boss was a straightforward man, so he entered the house. The boss shouted from outside, "Guests are here!" which startled Ye Tian, and he couldn’t help but admire the loud voice of this northeastern man.

Xu Qingyang ordered a hot pot following Ye Tian, along with some side dishes, a plate of sauce beef, and a mutton spine. Autumn had arrived, it was time to nourish themselves.

"After finishing the order, the landlady smiled and asked, "Would you two bosses like to warm up two more pots of alcohol? Although our place looks humble, we do have some good liquor," as she handed over the drink list, she added, "We don’t have fine wines, so please bear with us, gentlemen."

Ye Tian smiled, indicating he didn’t mind, and took the drink menu.

The so-called drink menu was just some words written with a ballpoint pen on a piece of cardboard, no fancy packaging, no plastic cover to preserve it, looking more like child’s scribble. As the landlady mentioned, there weren’t really good drinks here, mostly just potent spirits like Er Guotou. Ye Tian ordered a bottle of 56-degree liquor.

"Just a moment, please," the landlady tore off the menu and handed it to the kitchen.

Now it was just Ye Tian and Xu Qingyang across the table.

"Don’t overthink it. What’s meant to come will come sooner or later. Besides, they’re in the shadows, and we are in the light. You can hide for a while but not forever. If they’re determined to cause trouble, they will definitely come after me. If not today, they will eventually come knocking," Ye Tian said as he poured Xu Qingyang a cup of tea.

Xu Qingyang looked at him and then kept silent. Zhang Daniu was right; this person indeed cares for others, but there is always an ulterior motive behind everything. Nobody acts nice without a reason.

Unlike Li Jing, Xu Qingyang is a staunch skeptic. He habitually overthinks any situation that seems to have loopholes until he grasps it thoroughly. His initial suspicions began when he agreed with Zhang Daniu that people are inscrutable, and till now, he still harbors doubts about Ye Tian. These doubts were pressed deep into his heart while Zhang Xiayang was alive. But now that Zhang Xiayang had died, he didn’t really have a pressing reason to remain, except for Zhang Daniu’s previous persuasion to stay.

He can’t see through this person. Everyone has desires, but ultimately, it’s just money or fame. However, Ye Tian is different. He’s like a ravenous wolf on the prairie, endlessly stuffing his mouth. As of now, he has indeed become the true owner of Slowrock, and with an eight percent share given by Zheng Xinru, money isn’t a concern for him. Regarding fame, he’s now the hot topic in Tianhe City – a young man, swiftly rising to the top, taking on dozens of combatants single-handedly, bringing down Liu Ping, and crushing the Liu Family. He seems nothing short of a legend, hardly less than Chen Pingrui back in the day.

Zheng Xinru gave him the advantage, and Zuo Zhengyang gave him the fame. A man like him should be content. But Ye Tian appears unsatisfied.

Provoking the Tan Family was definitely intentional. Xu Qingyang is not foolish. Whatever happened last night at the Slowrock bar, outsiders see it as Tan Xin’s people causing trouble, but he knows better. If not for Ye Tian approaching Tan Xin for a talk, nothing would have transpired.

It was deliberate.

Everything happens for a reason, and Ye Tian approaching Tan Xin was apparently a move against the Tan Family.

Xu Qingyang doesn’t like troublesome people.

"Ye Tian, don’t you want to ask about the Sanqing Sect?"

Finally, he spoke, and Ye Tian felt a moment of reflection.

"That’s your business; I just need to take care of my own. It doesn’t matter whether you tell me or not."

"Aren’t you afraid I’ll kill you? I am a member of the Sanqing Sect too."

Ye Tian was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, "Hahaha, you’re really joking. I’m not disabled, with no arms or legs. If you fight me, won’t I fight back? Really now."

Ye Tian didn’t use the word ’kill’, and there were several taxi drivers eating around, who would definitely call the police if they heard it.

The more indifferent Ye Tian appeared, the more wary Xu Qingyang became. Not everyone can maintain such a carefree demeanor, those "with a tempest in their chest but a calm face" are rare across Huaxia. Maybe General Liguang of the great Han is one, who else? Whether Ye Tian counts or not, Xu Qingyang found him unfathomable.

"The Sanqing Sect is an organization that isn’t quite an organization, similar to the Hong Kong Triad, a combination of several gangs. However, due to its strict discipline and wide recruitment, it can carry out various missions and actions. It’s quite tricky."

"I have you, don’t I? What should I fear? Come on, let’s drink." The proprietress aptly brought over a bottle of Er Guotou, the clear glass bottle swaying with strong 52-degree baijiu. Unscrewing the cap, she poured a full cup for Xu Qingyang, then for herself as well, "I’ll drink first to show my respect... uh, and to thank you for your support, allowing me to be assured about my family and brothers."

He downed it in one go, without hesitation.

Xu Qingyang shook his head and also downed it in one gulp, then fell silent.

"Qingyang, do you know what I like to eat the most?" Ye Tian picked up a piece of soy beef, chewing it with relish, the sound of cartilage crunching between his teeth.

Xu Qingyang still didn’t speak, took his chopsticks, grabbed a piece of beef, and chewed, struggling with the toughness.

Ye Tian put down his chopsticks and continued, "My favorite part is the chewy head and brain of this beef. The tougher, the more I love to chew, the more flavorful it gets!"

Watching Ye Tian, whose mouth was crunching, Xu Qingyang felt like he was watching a wild wolf gnawing on human bones.

"Dong Cheng, Zhen Yulin, Liu Ping, and Zheng Xinru, okay, add them all like this plate of soy beef, not very tasty and somewhat hard to eat. But I like it, not for any other reason, to reach my goals, there is no other way, I can only climb upwards, to climb higher you need a ladder. A house has a ladder, but in my path forward, I have no ladder, so I have to step on others’ shoulders to climb. Who wants to face so many difficulties, who wants to encounter so many rivals, especially those who want me dead? No one wishes for that! I certainly don’t! But there’s no choice, I have no background, yet I must survive, so I must spare no effort. If I can fight, then I fight, with knives if I have, with clubs if there are no knives, with hands if no clubs, I’ll bite with teeth if I have no hands, if all teeth are gone, I’ll kill with a glare, and if my eyes are blinded, I’ll keep cursing them, I’ll curse them to death, even if my throat goes hoarse, I’ll damn them in my heart, I’ll damn them to death!"