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Sheng Shiâan could tell what Caro Xianyang was implying, so he asked, âCan his leg really be cured?â
âItâs difficult.â Caro Xianyang lowered his voice and revealed the secret to Sheng Shiâan, âActually, that car accident wasnât an ordinary car accident. The person who caused the car accident was a rare virus-type Beast Tamer and a Grand Master independent cultivator. His beast form was the Poison Demon Spider. He was also a wanted criminal in the cultivation world. In order to get rid of Wang Yufei, Wang Yufeiâs opponent spent a lot of money to hire the Poison Demon Spider to help. Regardless of whether the murder was successful or not, the main culprit was the Poison Demon Spider.â
âWang Yufei was poisoned by the Poison Demon Spiderâs ice and fire poison.
Back then, he almost died, but Madam Wang who asked someone to invite Grand Master Qing Anâs disciple to treat him. At the price of his legs, he survived.â
Grand Master Qing An was the Mentor of the Divine Moon Empireâs Empress, Jiang Ruixue. He was an extremely outstanding Healer, but he had also sacrificed his Beast Heart when he built the Sky Penetrating Bridge. Grand Master Qing An had lost his cultivation level, but his disciples were all very outstanding.
Even Grand Master Qing Anâs disciple was unable to treat the poison in Wang Yufeiâs body, let alone the other cultivators on the Holy Spirit Continent.
Sheng Shiâan was enlightened. âNo wonder Young Masterâs leg hasnât recovered yet.â He had found it strange previously. The Wang family was rich and powerful. As long as they were willing to spend money, they could naturally hire powerful Healers or pharmacists to treat him.
The person who poisoned him was a Grand Master Poison Master. How could ordinary experts resolve the poison of the Poison Demon Spider?
âIn that case, if you want to treat the young masterâs legs, you have to remove the ice and fire poison in his legs first?â
âYes.â
Garo Xianyang shook his head regretfully and said, âI donât think that child from the Wang family can live much longer. Otherwise, if he could join forces with my clan, he would definitely have even more achievements.â
Sheng Shiâan felt a little sad when he thought about how the young master was only 17 years old, but might not be able to live much longer.
He was a cultivator, so most of his family members could live for hundreds or thousands of years. The lifespan of commoners was too short. His mother had a group of good friends who were civilians. Among them, Madam Vivian and Uncle Jiang were the closest to her.
Madam Vivian and Uncle Jiang were already in their senior years. The wrinkles on their faces were getting deeper and deeper. Every time they came to the Sheng clan as guests and sat with Yu Huang, they didnât look like friends, but like elders and juniors.
At the thought that Madam Vivian would die so early, Sheng Shiâan made up his mind not to be friends with civilians.
He valued relationships very much.
He couldnât bear the separation between friends.
The young master was the first civilian Sheng Shiâan had met. After being with him day and night for the past few months, he liked that taciturn youth even more. His body was thin, as if a gust of wind could blow him down, but he stood steadily in the storm and used his weak hands to support Wang
International Inc firmly.
âHe will live a long life. At least, he will live to the end of his natural life.â With that, Sheng Shiâan nodded at Caro Xianyang and entered the menâs bathroom.
Inside, the young master had his arms on the armrest handed over by the smart wheelchair and was moving himself into the wheelchair. Because his legs couldnât be used, every time he went to the bathroom, he could only use his arms to exert force with the help of the smart wheelchair. Sheng Shiâan watched quietly, but didnât walk over to help.
He had a feeling that the young master didnât need help. At least in the three months they had known each other, the young master had never asked him for help when he went to the bathroom.
But today, the young master raised his head and said to Sheng Shiâan, âHelp me. I feel a little dizzy.â
Sheng Shiâan walked over and bent down to pick up the young master before gently placing him on the wheelchair.
Today, he had dealt with many big shots in the business world, so he was a little tired. In addition, it was inconvenient for him to move his legs, so he didnât eat much in the morning. Now, his hypoglycemia was acting up. When Sheng Shiâan saw that the young master was resting in a wheelchair with his eyes closed, he guessed that he must have hypoglycemia, so he pushed the young master out of the bathroom, took out a chocolate from his pocket, and handed it to him.
The young master stared at the candy in a daze.
âI saw that you ate candy every morning, so I prepared some,â Sheng Shiâan explained.
The young master took the chocolate and put a piece in his mouth. As he felt the rich chocolate melt in his mouth, his heart suddenly softened. He raised his head and stared at Sheng Shiâan for a moment. Then, he suddenly said, âYouâre quite attentive.â
Sheng Shiâan smiled and said, âIn the past, when I was in primary school, there was a female classmate who had hypoglycemia. I saw that there was always a box of chocolates in her table pocket. However, her hypoglycemia symptoms were more serious, so she had to eat it. I remember that a mean girl once threw away her candy and she fainted during P.E.â
After the young master heard this story, he suddenly asked, âThen did you send her to the infirmary?â
Sheng Shiâan said, âI did.â
âYouâre quite kind.â The young masterâs words were very sincere, and he wasnât mocking Sheng Shiâan.
Sheng Shiâan was a little embarrassed by his praise.
Seeing that Sheng Shiâan was silent, the young master lowered his head and played with the chocolate wrapper. Then, he suddenly asked, âWas sheâ¦
beautiful?â
Sheng Shiâan thought about it and said, âI didnât notice. I only remember that she was a little chubby.â
âOh, then sheâs not pretty.â The young master knocked on the armrest of the wheelchair and said, âLetâs go. Iâve done everything I can. Whether we can obtain the Caro Clanâs recognition or not, letâs wait for the results.â
Sheng Shiâan admired Young Masterâs personality.
After she tried her best to compete for something, she wouldnât obssess over the outcome.
He couldnât help but feel curious. Was there anything that the young master had tried his best to compete for, but failed to get? After they left, Caro Xianyang walked out from the corner. He stared at Sheng Shiâanâs back as he pushed Young Master Wang away with a thoughtful expression.
Five days later, a golden invitation with the Caro Clanâs clan badge on it was sent to
Atter tne young master received tne Invitation, ne stared at It tor a long time before saying, âSheng Shiâan, we succeeded.â Being able to obtain the Garo Clanâs golden invitation represented the Caro Clanâs recognition of him.
If Wang International Inc could officially form an alliance with the Caro Clan, their rival companies would no longer dare to secretly cause trouble for Wang International Inc.
After all, the Caro Clan was the king of the financial world.
They were just their underlings.
Three nights later, the young master decided to bring Sheng Shiâan to attend the family banquet of the Caro Clanâs upper echelons. Sheng Shiâan also obtained a custom-made suit. He wore a dark green shirt with a black suit.
The 16 -year-old Sheng Shiâan was growing rapidly. Three months ago, he was only 178 centimeters tall, but now, he was 183 centimeters tall. His waist was still very narrow and thin, but his shoulders were already wide. He looked very handsome in a suit. His long legs were hidden under his suit pants, making his figure look even more erect.
He stared at himself in the mirror. He had a good figure but an average face. He scolded Sheng Xiao once again.
Scumbag!
Bang!
The sound of something heavy falling to the ground suddenly came from the master bedroom.
Sheng Shiâan hurriedly entered the room and saw the young master lying on the floor beside the bed.
He was wearing a light golden shirt that was tucked into his pants, but his posture wasnât elegant. The young master was wearing socks on his left foot and had just put the socks on his right foot on.
Clearly, when he was putting on his socks, he lost his balance and fell off the bed.
The young master knew how woeful his posture was, so he turned his head and said in a low voice, âGet out.â
After Sheng Shiâan thought about it, he walked to the young masterâs side. He bent down and picked him up horizontally before placing him on the bed again. Then, he said, âMore than three months ago, I was physically punished by my father with 37 Commandment Whips. I had to recuperate in bed for more than ten days before I could get off the bed. During that period of time, not only did
I fall onto the ground from the bed. but I even almost fell into the toilet bowl once. However, I was afraid that my family would see me, so I climbed back into bed from the bathroom.â
Sheng Shiâan wasnât making up a story. He was telling the truth.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
In order to protect their ego, some men would rather hide in the house alone and crawl on the ground like a sick dog than let others see them in their woeful state. âYoung Master, we will be separated in nine months. After that, we probably wonât see each other again. I wonât tell anyone any secrets about you.
You can trust meâ¦â After a pause, Sheng Shiâan added, âIâll only be your bodyguard.â
After this job, he had to focus on cultivation and prepare to take the Divine
Realm Academyâs test.
The young master was moved by his words.
Sheng Shiâan reached out to take off the young masterâs socks. This time, the young master didnât resist.
âSheng Shiâan.â As the young master stared at the young man who was helping him put on his socks, he suddenly said, âRemember what you said. You can only be my bodyguard.â
âOf course..â