Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife-Chapter 1027: Entering the Land of the Two Poles (3)

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Chapter 1027: Chapter 1027: Entering the Land of the Two Poles (3)

"Miss, you asked to see us today..." Zhang Yuksheng scanned the surroundings. It was his first time carefully observing this mansion and he couldn’t help but acknowledge the Miss’s exceptional care for her subordinates – both the decor and materials of the residence were of the highest quality.

"Today, I have indeed invited you here because there’s a very important matter about which I would like to hear your opinions."

The three, Zhang Yuksheng included, ceased surveying the room and sat up straight, their faces serious as they awaited An Yiqing’s next words.

"I’m unfortunate to inform you that the enemy of my master and me has finally emerged. He hid himself for twenty years and recently, I accidentally discovered his whereabouts. This individual is extremely brutal, and as my subordinates, there’s a high probability you could become his targets."

Although the three were shocked, they did not overly worry or fear. This reaction greatly pleased An Yiqing.

"Now you have two choices, entirely of your own volition. The first path, I help you become Ancient Martial Artists; from then, you will transform from ordinary people into practitioners with immense strength. However, danger will also follow closely."

An Yiqing paused, giving them a few seconds to think, then continued: "There’s also another choice; you may continue being ordinary individuals, and I will assign the finest bodyguards to protect you, ensuring you come to no harm. One path is arduous, while the other is relatively easier, yet lacks freedom. The choice is yours to make, and I will fully respect your decisions."

Having said this, An Yiqing didn’t linger and turned to leave.

In the room, Zhang Yuksheng and the other two sat quietly in their chairs, heads bowed in deep thought.

There was no denying it: An Yiqing’s proposal was set to alter their destinies.

Among the three, Zhang Yuksheng was the earliest to come in contact with ancient martial arts, having joined An Yiqing early on to find a cure for Zhang Yufeng, and had personally witnessed her miraculous abilities as well as the transformation of his sister from an ordinary person into a formidable expert. For Zhang Yuksheng, naturally, his biggest wish was to become an Ancient Martial Artist. To serve the Miss and be able to assist her for a long time was his lifelong pursuit.

Moreover, wouldn’t cultivating ancient martial arts allow him to spend even more years with his sister?

At the thought of the various benefits ancient martial arts could bring, Zhang Yuksheng couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

"Brother Zhang, why the laughter? Chuffed to bits?"

Zhang Yuksheng’s expression stiffened, and he gave an awkward cough.

"Cough, why are you all looking at me? Made up your minds?"

Xing Bin and Liao Jinglin exchanged puzzled looks at Zhang Yuksheng before speaking up, "Brother Zhang, do we even need to think about this? We’re all the Miss’s people, naturally, we’ll follow her lead! Cultivating ancient martial arts, that’s not an opportunity just anyone gets. Tsk tsk, I’ve always dreamed of being a heroic adventurer who can fly about and hide in plain sight!"

Zhang Yuksheng rolled his eyes at Xing Bin’s gleaming ones, "The ones who soar through the skies and hide in plain sight are Sun Wukong, you think cultivating ancient martial arts will give you wings?"

Liao Jinglin couldn’t help but laugh, and Xing Bin, grinning, scratched the back of his head.

"I’m just excited, that’s all! As part of the Miss’s invincible Iron Triangle, whether on the field of business or battle, we absolutely cannot become her burden! Hiring bodyguards is what weaklings do, having to be watched over by a group even when going to the loo, the very thought is uncomfortable."

"Ha ha! Speaking of which, Binzi, if you start cultivating ancient martial arts, what about your little secretary?"

Although Liao Jinglin’s question was in jest, the prospect of cultivating ancient martial arts and thus living much longer than the average person, witnessing the departure of one’s own family members one by one, is indeed a painful matter.