The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 1323: All These Are Coincidences

The Little Kirin eyed Long Fei repeatedly in the car, its bright eyes blinking over and over.

Eventually, it couldn’t help activating the Kirin Bloodline, forming red, fish-scale-like scales on its body and sniffing toward Long Fei.

Lin Yingying slapped its head with a "smack" and scolded it, "Who told you to use the Kirin Bloodline?"

The Little Kirin stuck out its tongue and chuckled, "Smells good—definitely my dad’s scent."

Long Fei sighed and chose not to say anything.

The Kirin Bloodline in his body made its scent unmistakable to the Little Kirin’s nose.

After merging onto the main road, he asked the Little Kirin, "What do you feel like eating? Your old man’s taking you two out for a feast."

The Little Kirin burst out laughing, "Dad is still Dad, but could we drop the ’old’? You look three years younger than Mom right now!"

"Fine by me!"

Lin Yingying joined the Little Kirin in teasing Long Fei.

Long Fei was completely speechless toward the two of them.

The car passed a fast-food joint, and the Little Kirin urged him to stop, insisting on getting burgers.

Long Fei had initially planned to take them to a high-end restaurant—instead, he was met with such low aspirations.

The three parked the car and entered together.

The restaurant was bustling, as many had just gotten off work.

Long Fei ordered a meal combo and sat by the window with Lin Yingying and the Little Kirin, waiting for their food.

The Little Kirin turned to Long Fei, pleading, "Dad, you’re my real dad. Next time you go to the Secret Realm, can you take me along too?"

Long Fei raised an eyebrow and asked, "Why? Aren’t you doing fine in school?"

The Little Kirin groaned, "I’m only doing it for Mom! She insisted I go. I’ve already finished reading all the college textbooks—you can have me sit for a PhD exam, and I won’t break a sweat. But right now, in elementary school, I feel like I’m just hanging out with a group of diaper-wearing babies. It’s unbearable!"

Recently, its bloodline had been developing rapidly.

Born as a Divine Beast, it was no longer the clueless little whelp it had been upon hatching.

Lin Yingying crossed her arms and glared at the Little Kirin, saying sternly, "I don’t agree. Your father runs around outside all day, and now even you want to leave me. If I’m left home alone, how boring will it be? Without you, who will keep me company and talk to me?"

The Little Kirin complained, "You can go live at Grandma and Grandpa’s house! They love to chat—why don’t you talk to them? Also, you’re so young and beautiful—staying cooped up at home like an old hag, does that even make sense? If I were you, I’d be partying at bars every night!"

"Hmm?"

Long Fei’s gaze shifted toward the Little Kirin, inwardly thinking how this kid really deserved a good spanking, even convincing its mom to go out partying.

Was this a not-so-subtle jab that his father’s head wasn’t green enough yet?

Lin Yingying looked into a mirror and examined herself, saying, "You’re right. I’m so young—it does seem like staying at home is wasting my youth!"

"Don’t worry, you two—I’m not planning to head out again this time around."

Long Fei rolled his eyes at the mother and child duo, heard the server call their order number, and walked over to bring back a large tray of burgers and fried chicken.

Lin Yingying mentioned she was on a diet and only ordered a cup of orange juice.

She asked Long Fei with a glimmer of surprise, "You’re serious about what you said?"

The Little Kirin chimed in excitedly, "Dad, you’re not lying to us, are you?"

Long Fei grinned and replied, "Why would I lie to you? This world is about to see a major opportunity arise; I need to stay to protect the Human Race."

"Great! I get to hang out with Dad every day now!"

The Little Kirin raised its hand excitedly, giving Lin Yingying a high-five.

Long Fei sipped on his cola and watched the mother and child, his heart warming with a rare sense of homecoming.

Though he didn’t biologically father the Little Kirin, its Kirin Bloodline tied them together like true parent and child.

His long absence truly had been a disservice to the mother and child.

The Little Kirin munched on a burger while fishing out its phone, snapping a photo, and sending it to someone.

Soon enough, someone replied, "Little Kirin, was that handsome guy just now Uncle Long?"

A voice sweet and childlike—the only possible culprit was Little Tiantian.

Long Fei chuckled, "See that? At least someone recognizes me."

The Little Kirin replied, "Tiantian definitely recognizes you—her eyes aren’t like regular ones."

Long Fei and Lin Yingying both raised their eyebrows, asking, "How are they different?"

The Little Kirin asked back, "You really don’t know?"

Long Fei scratched his head and gestured for Lin Yingying to scold the child.

Of course, they knew Tiantian’s secret—born with Yin Yang Eyes, she could see through layers of reality and detect nuanced details that allowed her to identify Long Fei.

Yet, this revelation from the Little Kirin brought them no joy.

Lin Yingying looked earnestly at the Little Kirin and said, "Little Kirin, Mommy understands your bloodline is unique. But now that you’re living in human society, try not to use your powers unless absolutely necessary, okay?"

"Why not? If I’ve got this kind of energy, why let it go to waste? Isn’t that such a shame?"

The Little Kirin looked at them puzzled.

Long Fei thought for a moment and explained calmly, "Because this time period will be the most precious phase of your life. If you grow up and face the harsh realities of another world, this time will only seem more invaluable in comparison. If you waste it now, you’ll never have the chance to return."

The Little Kirin chewed on its burger, contemplating, "Dad, Mom, I understand—I was wrong. I’ll listen to you going forward. Unless there’s a special circumstance, I won’t use my bloodline powers again."

Long Fei and Lin Yingying smiled at him warmly and, after sharing a hearty meal, accompanied him back home.

Standing at their doorstep was a man and woman.

Long Fei parked the car, and upon seeing the pair, he immediately knew why they had come.

The two were none other than Shen Feng and Shen Yan’er.

Seeing Long Fei’s current appearance left them equally surprised.

If they hadn’t inquired about him beforehand with Shen Feng and Lin Shanshan, they wouldn’t have dared recognize him as Long Fei.

However, a cultivator’s eyes were far too sharp—though Long Fei had grown much younger, his skeletal frame remained unchanged. Careful observation still allowed them to confirm his identity.

Lin Yingying pulled the Little Kirin along to greet them before opening the door to head upstairs.

Long Fei ushered the two into the living room, brewed them a pot of Enlightenment Tea Leaves, and smiled, asking, "You’ve returned too?"

The two nodded, accepting the tea and taking a sip.

Shen Yan’er eyed Long Fei up and down, struggling to adjust to his youthful appearance.

Shen Feng joked, "This kind of good tea—you can only find it at your place!"

The tea emanated a golden glow.

Once swallowed, its sweetness washed over them, and divine sounds seemed to echo in their minds, leaving them euphoric.

Long Fei said, "If Shen Bro likes it, you’re welcome anytime. Tea leaves—we’ve got plenty at home."

Shen Feng set down the cup and cut straight to the point, "Enough pleasantries—let’s get to the real matter."

He pulled out a photo and handed it across the table to Long Fei, asking, "Was this cauldron taken by you?"

The image depicted the Flame Emperor’s Alchemy Furnace, charred and blackened.

Long Fei shook his head lightly with a grin, "I don’t follow, Shen Bro—what’s this thing in the picture supposed to be?"

Shen Feng anticipated this dodge and said, "This cauldron appeared briefly in the Secret Realm—rumor has it, it contains the Ancient Blood Demon inside. We didn’t expect it would resurface in our world. And today, it vanished suddenly. Coincidentally, you returned to Binhai City the same day. Care to explain this coincidence?"

"Shen Bro is nothing short of brilliant—you’ve guessed it all."

Long Fei chuckled faintly, flashing a mischievous smile, "But this truly is just a coincidence."

Shen Feng and Shen Yan’er initially felt a spark of hope—thinking Long Fei might confess—only for him to double down on denial.

Still, seeing him safely out of the Secret Realm brought them genuine relief.

In the Secret Realm, rumors had spread that Long Fei had perished in the Ghost Emperor Palace.

Shen Feng had never believed it—he couldn’t imagine someone like Long Fei dying so effortlessly.

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