The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 713: Lose an Arm Over Ten Miles

Long Fei had not expected that someone would actually issue a challenge at his engagement party.

Moreover, the chosen day was the wedding banquet during the Spring Festival.

Lin Yingying looked at him, not wanting him to agree.

His gaze sharp as a knife’s edge, he stared at Tang Fengnian and stepped forward, asking coldly, "Did you come just to tell me this?"

Tang Fengnian, shivering, cried out, "When two armies are at war, the messenger should not be harmed. Long Fei, if you truly are a hero, please show some dignity!"

Li Heiwa cursed from the side, "You all keep troubling Brother Long every other day and still tell others to show dignity; do you have any shame?"

"What is this about formations? Brother Long won’t be free three days from now. If you keep making a fuss, every single one of us in Longjiawan Village, both young and old, will band together and kill you all!"

"Right, do you think the people of Longjiawan Village are easy to bully?"

The villagers were originally seafarers, used to all kinds of rough seas and storms.

In the past, not even thieves dared to enter the village, fearing they’d be beaten to death.

They didn’t know what Long Fei did outside, nor did they understand what Tang Fengnian meant.

But they felt that if Tang Fengnian was an enemy of Long Fei, he was their enemy as well.

Tang Fengnian took out a tissue and wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, thinking to himself what a godforsaken place this was, with all the peasants’ eyes bulging like bronze bells, as if they wanted to kill or devour him.

He looked at Long Fei anxiously and said, "I have delivered the message. It is up to you whether to go or not. I shall take my leave first and see you in three days!"

He turned around to get into his car and urged his apprentice to drive away quickly.

The apprentice had already sensed the murderous intent and, with trembling legs, stepped on the accelerator and fled.

After the car drove off, Tang Fengnian let out a sigh of relief and asked his apprentice, "Did anyone follow us?"

The apprentice shook his head, "No one."

Tang Fengnian said proudly, "This Long Fei may seem fierce, but he’s really just a paper tiger. You see, I scolded him, and he didn’t even dare to fart."

"Of course,"

The apprentice, kissing up to his master, said, "Master scolded him, which was actually giving him face. How would he dare to say anything!"

"Good lad, the master does like hearing the truth from you!"

Tang Fengnian laughed out loud.

Once the car had left the village and traveled more than ten miles,

Tang Fengnian was pondering how he would boast in front of his master and the young masters of the Gongsun Family, turning his heroic stance in challenging the peasants into a grand tale.

Suddenly, a buzzing noise came from beside him, followed quickly by the apprentice slamming on the brakes.

Tang Fengnian, caught off guard, slammed into the front of the car, nearly breaking his old bones.

Unable to help himself, he scolded, "You imbecile, what kind of driving is that?"

The apprentice, looking ahead and shivering, said, "Master, master, there’s a ghost!"

"You’re really asking for a smack – in broad daylight, where would a ghost come from?"

Tang Fengnian cursed and then froze as he lifted his head.

A cold longsword, gleaming with mysterious light, hung in the air, point down, in front of the car.

Around them, there was no one; just a sword.

Tang Fengnian smacked his apprentice’s head and screamed, "What are you waiting for, hurry up and drive through it!"

"Yes, yes!"

The apprentice, shivering, released the brake only to hear a whooshing sound. The car hadn’t even moved when the longsword thudded into the window glass.

Tang Fengnian and his apprentice didn’t see clearly what had happened, only feeling a sudden numbness in their right shoulders.

He cried out in horror, "What happened?"

The apprentice turned his head, feeling a warmth at the back of his head.

He reached back and touched it, and his hand came away covered in fresh blood.

When he saw his master’s condition, he suddenly screamed, "Master, your arm, your arm!"

"What’s wrong with your arm?"

Tang Fengnian raised his hand nervously, but discovered his right arm was numb.

Touching it with his left, he found his right arm had fallen off to the side.

A surge of intense pain came, making him scream, "My hand, my hand..."

Because the sword was too swift, his right arm had been severed cleanly, and he had not felt it until now.

The touch brought such agony that beads of sweat as large as beans broke out on his forehead, and he nearly fainted.

"Master, master, I’ll take you back right now, just bear with it a little longer!"

The disciple, frightened, stepped on the gas pedal and rushed back with him.

Back at the villa, Tang Fengnian swallowed an elixir from Yu Canghai, and some color finally returned to his face.

He was covered in blood, and the stump of his right arm was as smooth as a mirror.

One could only imagine the speed of the sword.

The moment he opened his eyes, he called out in agony to his master, "Master, you must avenge me!"

"Of course, those who bully my Yu Canghai must die!"

Yu Canghai’s voice was ice-cold.

Gongsun Ao showed no interest in his severed arm, and asked curiously, "Your apprentice just said that you had left the village, gone more than ten miles, and then encountered a longsword with no one wielding it?"

"Yes!"

Thinking back on the incident, Tang Fengnian shivered as if he had seen a ghost.

As a man from the Spell Circle, Yu Canghai did not understand the affairs of sword cultivators, and curiously asked, "Young Master Gongsun, did this man use some kind of substitution technique?"

Gongsun Ao said with a grave face, "This time we have encountered a formidable enemy, controlling a sword to fly, taking an arm from ten miles away. His cultivation level is almost equal to mine!"

"Late Enlightenment Realm?"

Yu Canghai took a sharp breath, aware of what that cultivation level meant—that was definitely someone who could dominate the Cultivation World.

He worriedly said, "Young master, should we ask the family for additional support?"

Gongsun Ao said with full arrogance, "What do I need helpers for? Among my peers, I consider myself unbeatable across the world. What use is his high cultivation level? Once he enters the formation, he will be like a lamb to the slaughter."

Yu Canghai saluted with his fist, "Then I’ll have to rely on Young Master Gongsun."

Gongsun Ao held his head high, assuming an air of contented self-assurance.

For this trip, he had specially taken the Clan’s Treasured Artifact from the elder.

Even if there were issues with the formation, with this Magical Treasure, he could still surely slay Long Fei.

As dusk approached, the villagers, having finished eating and drinking, gathered around the village chief to take up their tasks.

With the wedding nearing, some were in charge of cleaning, some were arranging tables and chairs, and some were responsible for welcoming the guests.

A wedding isn’t simply a matter of shouting about it; all the family and friends of Long Fei and Lin Yingying were expected to come.

Long Fei did not want to trouble himself with these arrangements, so he left it to the village chief.

After discussing with Lin Yingying, they decided not to invite too many people either.

At most, relatives from the Lin Family and a group of friends Long Fei knew.

Those business affiliates and political connections would not be invited. Once back in the city, even if he had to make it up to these people with another banquet.

Weddings are troublesome indeed.

If you invite someone, they may think you’re just after the gift money.

If you don’t, they may feel slighted, as if you look down upon them.

To not offend a single friend is an impossible task.

The villagers were bustling in the courtyard, while Long Fei and Lin Yingying sat outside enjoying some quiet time.

Lin Yingying asked with concern, "What are your thoughts on breaking the formation? Are you really planning to break the formation while we’re getting married?"

Long Fei had severed Tang Fengnian’s arm without a sound, and even Lin Yingying was unaware; she had no idea what Long Fei was truly planning!

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