Beauty and the Bodyguard

Chapter 585 – What Strength

“Oh, Lil ‘Li. Is something the matter?” A slightly deeper voice questioned, belonging to the man Qibing had mentioned- Zhao Guangyin, the master of House Zhao. Behind him was the elder of the family, also the reason Why Guangyin wouldn’t just blatantly accept Qibing as his bastard son.

“Boss, it’s bad! Master Bing’s been attacked, his face is injured and his legs are broken! Uncle Zhu also received injuries as well, and the Qibing Tower’s fallen!” Cihua said, unable to hide the shock in his face.

He was greeted by silence by the other end, followed by a dumbfounded voice. “What was that? Bing had his legs broken, and Mister Zhu was injured? That is not possible- Mister Zhu is an early phase mystic class, a rarity. Are you alright? Master Bing wouldn’t just cross someone like that, would he?”

His mouth dropped in shock. He had expected that Uncle Zhu was an extremely powerful person, being Master Bing’s direct protector, after all. He wouldn’t be assigned a master weaker than the two Goldens Cihua received, that was a certainty.

But hearing it directly from Guangyin made it even more shocking- Uncle Zhu was a mystic!

A mystic that was heavily injured by one palm from Lin Yi? A mystic who struggled standing up after one attack?

What was Lin Yi then? Was he stronger than early phase mystic class?

“Give me the phone, I’ll talk to the master!” Uncle Zhu channelled his inner strength and adjusted his it, regaining some physical stamina in the process.

Cihua panickedly handed him the phone- at this point, Guangyin would only believe it if Uncle Zhu himself said it! Cihua himself wasn’t fully convinced that a nineteen year old kid like Lin Yi could beat Uncle Zhu down, that would be chaos! Were mystics not worth anything anymore?

“Mister Zhu? I’m Zhao Guangyin- what’s your situation?” Guangyin still couldn’t believe that Uncle Zhu was injured- it was simply unfathomable. How did Qibing manage to meet an opponnent like that just after a couple of days in Songshan?

A master capable of injuring a mystic could only be one of those old farts who had hidden themselves away from all involvement in the world- people who just wanted to pursue higher strength! They wouldn’t trouble themselves with meddling in things like this!

“Master, it’s me- I have two more days at most. The injuries are internal, please have Yaowang save my life!” Uncle Zhu’s voice was very weak. “Without special medicine there isn’t enough pure qi in the whole natural world for me to recover!”

“What!” Guangyin finally believed Cihua at this point- Uncle Zhu was injured, and it was critical! Hearing that he could still hold on for two more days did, however, give Guangyin some relief. As long as he could recover from it, it would be fine.

Uncle Zhu was only a little over forty, after all, and was one of the masters in the household that had the highest potential of entering the earth class! It’d be an absolute waste if he died like this, especially if it was because of his bastard son. Even his position as the master of the house would be threatened too.

Guangyin took in a deep breath, “How’s Bing?”

“Nothing life-threatening, but he has two broken legs and a disfigured face. If Yaowang came here personally, there shouldn’t be anything permanent.” Uncle Zhu said.

“I’ll have Yaowang sent there right away. Also, I want to understand the full story of what happened.”

(Yaowang means ‘King of Medicine’, but I don’t know if that’s his name or if it’s a title as of this moment.)

“It’ll be better if Li Cihua explained it,” Uncle Zhu wasn’t too aware of the full story himself- he was just in charge of Master Bing’s protection after all, and had never cared about the company or the sort.

As a result, he still didn’t understand how Master Bing managed to piss off the wrong guy! After all, while the hidden cottage might not put too much value on a mystic, the mystic class masters were still an untouchable existence in the Surface World! They were people that all noble houses had to pay their respects to!

How many days had it been since Master Bing arrived? What had he done to deserve an opponent of this strength, a mystic at the same level as Uncle Zhu? Uncle Zhu,, himself could sense that Lin Yi’s training was more purer than his own as he couldn’t stand much of a chance against Lin Yi, even though they were both under the same level.

He’d probably cough up blood again if he realized that Lin Yi had just entered mystic two days ago- it hadn’t even stabilized yet! It took him almost ten years after entering the mystic class before he was an early phase peak. Only after that, could he start aiming for the mid phase!

Cihua took the phone, much more composed now after realizing that both Uncle Zhu and Master Bing were fine for now. He started from Qibing’s plans on the slums, how he’d had his eyes on Lin Yi’s girlfriend, to how he tore down her house and ended up injuring Tang Yin and Jucheng. Lin Yi had come for his revenge.

Naturally, Cihua, himself, had a very personal hate against Lin Yi- Lin Yi was the reason for the death of his two golden masters! He hadn’t received new masters as replacements even until now, and he couldn’t even carry himself the same way when he walked around anymore!

Would he be in this situation if it weren’t for Lin Yi? What angered him the most was the fact that Pengzhan Industries would have become a part of Master Bing’s business if it weren’t for Lin Yi! If he knew that all that would happen he would not have helped Jin Gubang pay for the funds and construct a new headquarters for the Qibing Real Estate Company in the first place!

And so Cihua added a couple more bits of information after his explanation, “Boss, the two golden masters I had before also died under this kid’s hands! We can’t let him go! If it weren’t for him, the real estate company we prepared for Master Bing would’ve been in our hands long ago, most likely along with Pengzhan Industries also being under our control! But this kid’s the one who’s blocking us left and right, and now he’s injured Master Bing and Uncle Zhu! We must do something about this!”

Cihua had thought that the information would enrage Guangyin, but the man was only calm and his voice, dull, when he spoke, “This Lin Yi… We’ll stay away from him for now. I’ll have Yaowang make his way there first- we’ll act after we have more information on him.”

Pissed off as he was, Guangyin was no idiot. Lin Yi was someone capable of injuring Uncle Zhu- in other words, he was above the mystic level.

But what did it mean for a boy younger than twenty to be a mystic master? Guangyin didn’t buy that Lin Yi had acquired that strength through just training and effort!

After all, even hidden noble houses like his poured their most valuable resoruces into nurturing a master. Let alone the four great houses and the five small ones- none of them had a mystic master under twenty years old!