The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 1321 Transform into Little Bai Face

Chapter 1321: Chapter 1321 Transform into Little Bai Face freewebnoveℓ.com

Binhai City, a thick layer of snow had just fallen on the streets this winter, giving the city a slightly chilly appearance.

The northern seaside is nothing like the south; winter remains cold as ever.

Long Fei returned to the Rose Garden Villa Community. His house was noisy, full of chatter, with quite a few people inside.

Originally, he wanted to surprise his wife, but now he had to take off the Cloak of Invisibility and make himself visible.

"Brothers and sisters, Hu Hansan is back!"

He pushed open the door and stepped in. A group of people immediately turned their gaze to him, and the atmosphere became quiet in an instant.

Long Fei furrowed his brow as he looked at them and said, "What’s wrong? Did you see a ghost?"

Lin Yingying’s eyes were red, as if she had been crying. She stared at him and asked, "Who are you?"

Chu Feng was even less polite, saying, "What the hell, pretty boy, how did you get in here?"

On the sofa were Lin Shanshan, Wang Xiaoya, Ji Wanyu, Murong Chong, Wang Jie, and Liu Jiangnan.

Lin Shanshan jumped up, examined Long Fei from top to bottom, and with a ghost-stricken expression said, "Why does this guy look a bit like my brother-in-law?"

Long Fei irritably smacked her on the head and said, "What nonsense is that?"

He turned to the group and asked, "Alright, stop pretending. Are you guys deliberately messing with me or something?"

Chu Feng looked bewildered and asked, "You’re Long Fei?"

Long Fei rolled his eyes and replied, "Do you want me to flash the birthmark on my butt to prove it?"

The women in the room instantly blushed and turned their gazes to Wang Xiaoya and Lin Yingying.

Lin Yingying shyly exclaimed, "I’ve never seen it, don’t look at me."

Wang Xiaoya also blushed and shouted, "I haven’t seen it either."

Lin Shanshan grabbed Long Fei’s hand and repeatedly confirmed, "Are you really my brother-in-law?"

Seeing her surprised expression, Long Fei curiously asked, "What’s going on? I was just missing for three days, and you’re acting like you haven’t seen me in three hundred years."

Lin Yingying and Wang Xiaoya exchanged glances, and their emotional relief made them laugh and cry. They quickly asked Lin Shanshan to bring a mirror for Long Fei to see.

Originally, Long Fei intended to hug them, but with so many people around, he decided not to take advantage of the situation.

Chu Feng and the others burst into laughter and called out together, "I told you! Scoundrels live endlessly while good people die young. This guy definitely wouldn’t croak—look, he’s even gotten younger!"

"Seems a bit more handsome than before, though a bit too youthful."

"He looks at least ten years younger!"

"Haha, that face competes with mine in charm now!"

The group, wearing mischievous smiles, finally relaxed and set down their phones.

They had just made countless calls, mobilizing the entire Yin Yang Sect to search for Long Fei.

These three days had been spent searching for his whereabouts, but they had found nothing and thought something terrible had happened.

Long Fei shot them an annoyed look. When Lin Shanshan approached, he turned to the mirror to look at himself.

"What the hell!"

Now it was his turn to be shocked. He touched his face with both hands and shouted.

The face in the mirror wasn’t his—it resembled his sixteen-year-old self.

His skin was whiter, his cheeks were thinner, and his longer hair had just reached his eyelashes.

In a freshly worn white T-shirt, black jacket, and jeans, he looked like a high school student.

His physical body had been reorganized, eliminating all imperfections, gradually evolving toward the essence of the Heavenly Dao.

At 1.8 meters tall, paired with his dashingly handsome face, his masculinity remained intact with an added hint of Yin Qi.

No matter which angle you viewed him from, only one word described him: handsome.

But Long Fei didn’t like this face. Shuddering, he hurriedly asked Lin Shanshan to put the mirror away.

By comparison, he preferred his former plain and honest face.

Chu Feng grabbed him and urgently asked, "Where did you go these past few days? Why was there no sign of you?"

Wang Jie chimed in, "Yeah, big bro, just tell us already. Look at the two sister-in-laws—they’ve cried so much they nearly became puddles of tears."

Wang Xiaoya and Lin Yingying gave him a sideways glance, feeling awkward about the term "sister-in-law."

Long Fei recounted the events in Ghost Emperor City and his return to this world, along with being taken by Bureau 749 for research purposes.

The group listened in astonishment, their mouths agape as if hearing an incredible fantasy tale.

Chu Feng asked, "You’re saying the Dean of Chang’an Academy, Yi Chunqiu, chased after you?"

"Indeed, that old guy is formidable; I suspect his cultivation level is in the late Soul Ascension Stage. If it weren’t for the barriers of our world, I’d have been captured already."

Long Fei nodded and grabbed a can of beer from the table, opened it, and took a sip.

The taste of his hometown beer relaxed him so much that he let out a contented burp.

Chu Feng cursed, "That old bastard, acting all righteous, I thought he was a morally enlightened cultivator."

Wang Jie added, "Yi Chunqiu is the Yi Family’s ancestor. Our big brother killed Yi Qingshan back then and made enemies of the Yi Family. Yi Chunqiu naturally wouldn’t let him off."

Liu Jiangnan curiously asked, "Isn’t Yi Chunqiu very close to the Crown Prince? Our big brother is the Crown Prince’s Imperial Son-in-law; how dare Yi Chunqiu try to kill him?"

Ji Wanyu explained, "You don’t understand. Yi Chunqiu is a courtier who spanned three reigns, deeply calculating, and has good relationships with every prince. My father mentioned he has ties with extraterritorial cultivators and secretly maintains close contact with my Fourth Prince Uncle."

"Fourth Prince Uncle?"

Long Fei raised his eyebrows, hearing about this prince for the first time.

Ji Wanyu replied, "My Fourth Prince Uncle, Ji Mingren, is reserved by nature, dislikes socializing, so it’s normal you haven’t heard of him. He avoids fighting for influence and remains low-key among the princes. He’s currently responsible for foreign affairs and acts as the liaison with extraterritorial cultivators."

Wang Jie enthusiastically remarked, "Speaking of the Fourth Prince, one must mention the other princes. The Old Emperor has ten sons, named according to the virtues of Benevolence, Righteousness, Ritual, Wisdom, Faithfulness, Loyalty, Filial Piety, Integrity, Morality, and Bravery. Every single one is extraordinary. By comparison, the Fourth Prince is indeed quite low-profile."

Being well-versed in palace intrigue, he added another tidbit, "The Fourth Prince is rumored to have close ties with the Ten Great Bandits. The Divine Dragon Auction House is said to have his shares too."

"The Crown Prince’s seat is hard to hold onto!"

Long Fei glanced at Ji Wanyu and sighed, sensing that the Great Xia Country’s imperial court was anything but united.

With the Demon Race about to make a comeback, these princes were busy scheming against each other. If this continued, the country’s factions might clash long before the demons arrived.

Chu Feng suddenly stood and called out to everyone, "Alright, since Brother Long is fine, let’s not waste his family reunion time."

With a mischievous grin, he hurried Wang Jie and the others out.

Wang Jie, Murong Chong, and Liu Jiangnan instantly understood. Though single, their wit was sharp.

They clasped their hands and bid Long Fei farewell, "Boss, since you’re fine, we’ll head back to the Secret Realm. This world restricts us too much; staying here would be unproductive—we must return to consolidate our cultivation."

Ji Wanyu also said, "I’m heading back too. My father has many affairs that require my assistance."

"Then I’ll go visit Grandpa too," Lin Shanshan chimed in, waving goodbye with Long Fei.

Once they left, the room fell silent, leaving only Wang Xiaoya and Lin Yingying.

Wang Xiaoya stood up, clapping her hands. "Well, I’m following them back to the Secret Realm as well. This time, I found what my mother wanted, so I need to deliver it to her."

Lin Yingying raised her eyebrows and asked, "Do you have to go?"

"Yes!"

Wang Xiaoya nodded and looked at her with a smirk, "Don’t overthink it. I’m not jealous of you. In the Secret Realm, Long Fei already spent plenty of time with me. Now, I’m giving him back to you."

She waved her hand, smiling as she left with the group.

Lin Yingying nudged Long Fei. "Aren’t you going to chase her?"

Long Fei shook his head and sat down. "Little Ya isn’t the Little Ya she used to be. If she wants to leave, I can’t stop her."

Lin Yingying stared at him with furrowed brows, sitting down and taking a long moment before speaking again. "Can’t your face go back to how it was?"

Long Fei almost spat out blood, glaring at her. Truly, she knew how to touch a nerve.

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