The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard
Chapter 469 - 468

Chapter 469: 468

"Mr. Sky, that’s not a very pretty answer."

"The answer is not important, the outcome is."

Qiao really regretted finding Gui Xiao, that guy. His skills were good, but nobody knew when two big shots suddenly showed up by his side, and both were tough characters to deal with. Riding a tiger is hard to get off; this time he didn’t ride on the tiger, instead, the tiger bit back at him. Seeing the situation now, it seems it wants to swallow him whole. Still with a smiling face, this is a smiling tiger. But no fear, as the thing I like the most is fighting tigers. If you push me too far, I’ll gobble up all your bones and remains.

"Mr. Sky, I’ll leave this matter to you then."

The two men’s right hands clasped together.

The moment Qiao touched the hand, he felt a sense of disdain. Initially, on gripping the hand, it felt soft and boneless, with skin that was delicate and smooth, just like a woman’s hand – no, even more feminine than a woman’s. The strength in Ye Tian’s hand, however, was something that came afterward. It wasn’t the blunt force of Qiao’s style; on the contrary, it was a continuous, delicate force like a never-ending stream. At first, this power didn’t show itself, making it hard for Qiao to notice, leading him to think that the person opposite only had such little strength, nothing more than a petty man fond of boasting or scheming.

As the pressure of the grip increased, Ye Tian gradually began to feel the intensity of the other’s grip. From this test, he seemed nothing more than a Martial Artist, based on the exertion of the wounds, it was just a few years of military boxing coupled with running around in the worldly society.

Suddenly, the look of composure on Qiao’s face vanished in an instant, because the hand that was originally in his grasp seemed to suddenly disappear, and his large hand suddenly sunk in as if trapped in a quagmire, surrounded by a soft sponge, followed by a severe burning sensation, a warmth that intensified, making Qiao’s complexion start to turn awkward.

Was this guy hiding a furnace in his hand? How could it suddenly become so hot?

Afterward, the warmth gradually turned into scorching heat, like steel in a steel forging furnace. Unable to help it, Qiao let out a low cry. Ye Tian seized the moment to let go, and according to Huaxia etiquette, said with a clasped fist, "Mr. Qiao, then let’s wait for the result for now."

Qiao followed Ye Tian’s lead in the same gesture, also clasping his fist, "Thank you for your efforts, Mr. Sky."

Ye Tian drifted away.

Looking down, Qiao was surprised to see his own right hand was now pitch-black as if burnt, with blood droplets emerging from the flesh, rolling down as if recounting the grievances suffered just now. If not for the accumulated calluses which thickened over time, this hand would not have remained intact – probably resembling a roast chicken wing from KFC.

This person truly is a tiger that devours humans without spitting out the bones.

...

Jenny’s illness wasn’t severe, but she stayed a few more days in the hospital to ensure no complications. During these days, Ye Tian rented a bicycle in Kathmandu, the Capital, and took several tours around the city, using a city map he bought from a street stall, which also marked the elevations of the area.

Over the past few days, he couldn’t guarantee that he had found every solitary alley, but he was familiar with the main roads and rivers. Only when he was sure he could draw all the main paths and waterways on paper with a pencil with his eyes closed did he let go of half of his worry. The other half, however, was hanging on Jenny.

There are indeed many temples here, living up to its reputation as the city of temples.

"Why haven’t you come to see me these past few days?"

She cuts right to the chase, making even Jane Eyre seem almost insipid compared to her, Ye Tian really wanted to ask her why not write a book titled "Jenny," surely it would outsell "Jane Eyre."

"The first time here, naturally I had to explore properly. These past few days I’ve been looking at the temples around here, the city of temples truly lives up to its name. You should take me around properly when you have the chance."

As Ye Tian helped her pack her luggage, he laughed it off. He couldn’t possibly say he had been scouting the terrain everywhere. Since there were many temples, he chose to talk about temples, but little did he expect that this hit right in Jenny’s wheelhouse.

"Really! I have time this afternoon, I can take you there!"

Ye Tian bowed his head and fell silent, continuing to pack quietly, while slapping himself mentally for having such a loose tongue.

"We’ve seen quite a lot of temples, why not I take you home first and then..."

Ye Tian’s "and then..." trailed off, as Jenny interrupted eagerly, "There’s definitely one place you haven’t been to! I’ll take you there!"

"Which place?" Ye Tian had no choice but to follow the conversation.

"You must not have been to the Pashupatinath Temple. Unless you’re a believer, outsiders can’t go in, and tourists are out of the question. How about I take you there this afternoon? They have Buddha Bead Relics that ordinary people can’t see."

Jenny grabbed Ye Tian’s arm, begging pitifully. Ye Tian had to agree. She being the daughter of the Minister of Commerce surely had her ways. Initially, Ye Tian wanted to finalize his escape plan in the last couple of days, but now it seemed like the timing was difficult to gauge. There was Joe Johnson that Chu Tianying had to deal with on the other end. Whether the deal would succeed was still uncertain, and the issue of party conflicts related to the Dead Man was something Ye Tian didn’t expect Chu Tianying to resolve perfectly; as long as he didn’t get too carried away, that would be enough.

The luggage was temporarily placed in a free public storage area on the street, where you could store your belongings without any fees, but also retrieve them anytime without limitations—this relied on the mutual conscientiousness and self-discipline of the people.

The fasting time for Buddhism was said to be nine in the morning, which was to conform to the teachings of "nine nines." The Pashupatinath Temple is said to have been a place where Shakyamuni once stopped, and he left a Shariputra there, but with the discovery of Buddhist relics underneath the Fahua Temple relic pagoda, the assertion of Shakyamuni leaving relics all over the world was debunked. The Pashupatinath Temple here is known as a temple, believed to be a place where the deity Shiva was reincarnated. Moreover, the cremation of devotees after death is also conducted here, with the location being Durbar Square.

There are over five hundred temples of varying sizes in Durbar Square, with countless alleys and streets woven between them. Visitors walking through them feel like they are strolling in the Buddhist world, enjoying both spiritually and physically.

Ye Tian followed Jenny to Durbar Square, thankfully it was ten in the morning, already past the fasting time for monks. The two of them stood on the corridor bordering Durbar Square, with white marble underfoot, stretching all the way to the square ahead.