The Beautiful CEO's Close Bodyguard

Chapter 666: Chapter 0668: Impure Thoughts

The organizer’s response was that they were also commissioned by someone else, and the person who brought the Crystal Jade for the auction did not leave any information. noveldrama

Nangong Man Sha relayed this message to Chu Ge, who remained silent for a moment before nodding slightly, "I understand, thank you."

Nangong Man Sha’s lips twitched, "Mr. Chu, there’s no need to be so formal."

Chu Ge smiled faintly, aware that the matter with the Crystal Jade was not memorable, so he was not disappointed by this outcome.

"It’s only right."

After saying that, Chu Ge hung up the phone and sat alone on the balcony, exhaling deeply.

It seemed that looking for the Crystal Jade like a headless fly recklessly asking around was not possible; it could easily expose his intentions.

He needed to think of a good plan.

Meanwhile, in a private villa, the air was thick with anger.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room was Nangong Sanli, his expression somewhat grim as he asked anxially, "What should we do now? Although Shao Gang has repeatedly assured that he will not betray me, it’s hard to guarantee that he won’t cave under torture."

If he were exposed, then everything would be ruined!

Sitting opposite him was the man in the mask, his face covered by a black mask, revealing only a pair of blood-red eyes that seemed chilling even in broad daylight.

His expression was obscured by the mask and could not be seen, but his words were rather unpleasant, "Whether Shao Gang will betray you or not is his business; it’s useless to worry here."

"But... but..." Nangong Sanli sighed resignedly, having been worried and restless since Shao Gang was captured, not getting a good night’s sleep.

He finally managed to contact the masked man today and needed to ask carefully what the next step should be.

The masked man looked expressionlessly at Nangong Sanli, his face full of unwillingness, and asked somewhat mockingly, "Are you still unwilling to accept it?"

Nangong Sanli snorted coldly, gritting his teeth, "How can I be willing? Everything the Nangong Family owns should have been mine, why should Nangong Yinghao have it for so many years?"

If only he had been there when his father passed on the leadership, the heir of the Nangong Family would definitely have been him!

The masked man was not concerned with his thoughts; he was only concerned about Chu Ge, but Nangong Sanli thought of this, and said bitterly, "It’s all Chu Ge’s fault. If it weren’t for him, Shao Gang wouldn’t have fallen, and all my plans wouldn’t have been wasted!"

Nangong Sanli looked up seriously at the masked man, suggesting, "We should get rid of Chu Ge first! He’s our biggest problem."

The masked man’s demeanor flickered, he obviously knew that keeping Chu Ge was a big problem, but it was not the time to deal with Chu Ge.

"Just getting rid of Chu Ge means that there won’t be competent people around Nangong Yinghao, naturally no one will obstruct me anymore."

Nangong Sanli continued to fantasize, but the masked man had no interest in listening to him.

"Enough, I did not come to you because of Chu Ge nor because of Nangong Yinghao."

Nangong Sanli looked puzzled, "Then why?"

"I came to you because of the summit that will be held in the Capital City," the masked man said, "This summit is hosted by your Nangong Family, and it’s quite exclusive, as all participants must have an invitation."

Nangong Sanli nodded, "I know about this, but it’s just a summit, nothing too significant. This summit not only doesn’t make much money but has also cost the Nangong Family a few million, although that loss is negligible for the Nangong Family, it shows that Nangong Yinghao’s management skills are inferior."

Nangong Sanli spoke and brought up Nangong Yinghao again.

The masked man coldly watched him, somewhat understanding why the Nangong Family did not pass the leadership rights to Nangong Sanli back then.

Despite the Nangong Family investing a lot of resources into this summit, the benefits it brought were not to be underestimated.

While these benefits weren’t visible money, for a wealthy Nangong Family, money was no longer so significant.

This summit was called to discuss the future of Ancient Martial Arts as the trend for its development had been pessimistic, even showing signs of decline. Some people had organized this summit years ago to unite Ancient Martial Artists and foster relationships regularly.

However, as time passed and various Sects rose, conflicts and comparisons among Sects became increasingly apparent.

The summit gradually lost the interest it was supposed to have.

Because the masked man had previously defected from the Black Witch Sect, he would never attend such summits, and his defection had effectively blacklisted him from these meetings.

But this time, he heard that this summit was taken very seriously, and during the last event, a martial arts contest, the victor would receive a treasure suitable for training Ancient Martial Artists, and it was for this treasure that he came.

Meanwhile, Chu Ge, who had also received news about the summit, was currently staring oddly at Jian Chunqiu who had suddenly appeared in front of him, somewhat speechlessly saying, "Uncle Jian, do you know that scaring people can scare them to death?"

Jian Chunqiu lay comfortably on the sofa, his eyes scanning around and clicking his tongue, "The Nangong Family has treated you quite well, directly giving you a villa, which costs quite a lot in the Capital City."

Yet, Chu Ge didn’t feel that the villa was a gift, he coughed and asked, "Uncle Jian, did you travel all the way to the Capital City just to see the villa I live in?"

Jian Chunqiu gave him a glance, "Of course not!"

He slowly sat up and took out an invitation from his chest, handing it to Chu Ge, "I came for this."

Chu Ge picked up the invitation, not yet opening it, his teasing voice came out, "You couldn’t be here to attend a friend’s wedding, could you? But I remember you are over a hundred years old, wouldn’t your friend then be..."

He was about to utter words like second marriage, third marriage, or even more but his eyes landed on the content of the invitation.

Chu Ge looked up in surprise, "A summit?"

Jian Chunqiu scoffed at him, "You young people, your minds aren’t pure. Is every red invitation a wedding?"