Zombie Bodyguard
Chapter 869 - 866: Black Card Holder

Chapter 869: Chapter 866: Black Card Holder

Xiao Manxuan stuck her tongue out at Lin Tian, meaning, Lin Tian, you’re in trouble, my sister is going to punish you, then she happily skipped upstairs.

Lin Tian secretly laughed, who was punishing whom wasn’t clear yet—your sister’s bottom did get a good punishment from me before.

"Lin Tian, aren’t you curious about what I want to talk to you about?" Xiao Manxue asked curiously when she saw Lin Tian’s leisurely demeanor.

"Miss, even if you didn’t approach me, I would have come to you for something," Lin Tian said unexpectedly.

Xiao Manxue was taken aback and exclaimed, "You have something to discuss with me? What is it?"

To her, Lin Tian was like a hands-off manager, carefree, unorganized, and undisciplined. Hearing him talk so seriously piqued her curiosity.

"My matter isn’t urgent, let’s hear about yours first," Lin Tian said calmly.

Xiao Manxue didn’t say much, just nodded, then took out a palm-sized wooden box from her pocket. The wood was a deep red, with exquisite carvings on the surface, bearing the pure ancient European style.

This made Lin Tian very curious—the carvings suggested that the wooden box probably wasn’t domestic; it might have been crafted by European artisans.

Lin Tian took the wooden box, opened it curiously, and inside lay a black card. The card was the size of a typical bank card, but it wasn’t plastic; it had a metallic sheen, appearing understated yet exuding mysterious elegance.

"This is..." Lin Tian was stunned.

"As you can see, this is a top-tier credit card, a black card," Xiao Manxue said with a half-smile.

Of course, Lin Tian knew it was a black card—he recognized it instantly. He had seen it not long ago; an European woman had offered 1.8 billion for something, holding a black card just like this one.

Precisely because he knew it was the legendary black card, Lin Tian was surprised upon seeing it.

"Miss, has Bale Bank issued you a black card?" Lin Tian asked in disbelief.

In his opinion, the Miss certainly had the stature to deserve a black card, but possessing a black card wasn’t solely about wealth—it depended entirely on the issuing bank’s willingness; individuals couldn’t apply for it.

So he thought that maybe the Miss’s recent activities had drawn significant attention, prompting Bale Bank to issue her a black card, which seemed quite possible.

But why was the Miss showing him this black card? Was she just flaunting it for him to see? But the Miss wasn’t that idle, right? Lin Tian wondered.

Xiao Manxue shook her head and said strangely, "You don’t know? This black card isn’t issued to me, it’s yours."

"Issuing me a black card? Impossible, I’m just a high school student—oh, wait, I’ve finished my exams, so not a high schooler anymore, more like a prospective university student. How could a prospective university student have the right to own a black card? Miss, stop joking," Lin Tian said disbelievingly.

This black card was issued by Bale Bank, with which Lin Tian had no connection whatsoever. He had only heard the name of this bank recently, and now suddenly being told that they issued him a coveted black card—Lin Tian couldn’t believe it even if forced.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Manxue didn’t look like she was joking at all, seriously saying, "Do I look like I’m joking? This black card was brought back by Mom, said to be entrusted by someone. She even brought back the relevant documents; all you have to do is sign them, and the black card will be yours."

Mrs. Xiao returned? Lin Tian conjured briefly in his mind the mature and beautiful image of Mrs. Xiao, but that thought quickly passed. The critical point was that Bale Bank issues a black card for him, which was actually real.

Having a black card equates to having Bale Bank’s "Omni Personal Assistant" service—every black card issuing bank promises that whatever can be imagined can be achieved.

Simply from this promise, one can imagine the robustness of the issuing bank’s capabilities. Even the major banks in Huaxia wouldn’t dare make such promises, as no domestic bank has issued such a black card to date.

It’s said that owning a black card makes buying an airplane possible, even if you wish to go to space, the banks can find a way. Of course, with a black card, spending isn’t free—you use the black card to purchase a private jet, and the debt still needs clearing.

These legendary and dazzling capabilities are now vividly presented, something unimaginable to Lin Tian just months ago.

But now, Lin Tian has calmed down a lot; this black card stuff doesn’t serve much purpose for him; his biggest consumption is only tens of thousands, far from needing the black card’s formidable features—in a word, not much use.

So he was surprised only briefly before settling back into calmness.

Seeing Lin Tian not speaking, Xiao Manxue continued, "Lin Tian, to be precise, a prospective university student is just one of your smallest identities; you also have identities as a shareholder of Xiao Group, a master in the jade industry, a security company boss, a bar owner, and an Ancient Martial expert. There might be others I don’t know."

"Not mentioning it, I hadn’t realized I have quite a few identities; however, you’ve got one thing wrong—being a student isn’t my smallest identity; I think it’s my biggest and most cherished, bringing me pure friendships, whereas other identities give me fame and wealth," Lin Tian earnestly stated.

Xiao Manxue was shocked for a moment, entirely missing the point of Lin Tian’s remark. Watching his serious expression, Xiao Manxuan’s eyes gleamed with an odd light as if seeing Lin Tian’s true self beneath the carefree exterior.

"Miss, on a quiet night like this, you gaze at me so emotionally—aren’t you afraid I’ll eat you up," Lin Tian stuck out his tongue, lightly licking his lips teasingly.

The gesture made Xiao Manxue’s face blush slightly, involuntarily reminding her of being passionately kissed by Lin Tian, stirring strange feelings within her.

But Xiao Manxue, being an Ancient Martial Artist, regained her composure, deliberately keeping a straight face, "Do you want the black card or not? If not, I’ll discard it," she said, fetching some documents and a pen from behind and tossing them on the sofa.

"When have I ever feared trouble? A black card delivered to my door—I’d be a fool not to take it," Lin Tian said openly, then confidently signed his name on the documents.

Facing forces like the Sun Shadow Association or the Shrine, he dared opposition; what’s a mere black card to him? So Lin Tian casually picked up the black card, casually putting it into his pocket. These carefree actions left Xiao Manxue feeling utterly helpless.

"By the way, you said the black card was brought back by Mrs. Xiao—who exactly is this person who entrusted her?" Lin Tian realized the key issue and couldn’t help but ask.