Beauty Chairwoman's Bodyguard Expert

The scariest thing in this world is not death, but waiting for death. Now these people have that feeling, as they can clearly sense a pervasive momentum in the air, without any concealment.

This momentum is like a web, turning the entire space into a huge prison, and they are like lambs waiting for slaughter in the prison. If the other side wishes, they could kill them at any time.

This is what’s most unbearable. They’re not afraid of death, but the feeling of waiting for death is the most torturous. If Tang Wenhu hadn’t said he had a plan to ensure their survival, they would have rushed out long ago to fight with the Yama Palace, and wouldn’t have waited a whole night.

Even so, after a night had passed, their patience was worn out and their mood became irritable. Although martial artists can control their emotions, they are still human, and humans fear death, especially the process of waiting for it. Being killed would be easier to bear. If it were anyone else, they would have gone insane and hysterical and wouldn’t have waited until now.

Tang Wenhu sat there, smoking with his head down, and it took him half a day to look up, scanning everyone present sharply before slowly speaking, "Do you want to rush out now?"

"That’s right, Master Hu, let’s rush out!"

The middle-aged man who spoke first spoke again, "Anyway, we’re going to die, so why not rush out and take a few down with us? It would be less lonely on the path to the etherworld."

From the moment they were surrounded, they were very clear in their hearts. Given Lu Tianxing’s style of dealing with enemies, he would never let them go. Instead of sitting and waiting to die, it’s better to drag a few down with them.

"Master Hu, Hong Tao is right. We can’t just sit here waiting to die. If we keep waiting, we really won’t have a chance to break out. Better to fight our way out now—I don’t believe we can’t carve out a path to life!" someone couldn’t help but say.

As he spoke, cold killing intent emanated from him. He would rather fight the people outside than sit here.

"Rush out? With you bunch of ants, thinking you can break out, don’t you find it laughable?"

Just then, a sarcastic voice sounded in the room, full of ridicule and disdain.

"Who!"

"Come out."

Upon hearing the voice, aside from Tang Wenhu, the remaining five middle-aged men stood up immediately, their gazes becoming extremely sharp as they coldly scanned their surroundings. The True Qi within them subtly fluctuated, as if ready to make a move.

"A bunch of ants, daring to think of taking me on, I see you’re tired of living."

With the voice came the sudden appearance of the Black Shadow, who had met Tang Wenhu last night, materializing in the room.

The atmosphere in the room seemed to freeze with Black Shadow’s arrival, a terrifying aura permeating the room, suffocating everyone. The faces of the five middle-aged men who were previously clamoring turned pale with despair.

The person who appeared was definitively of the Late Stage of Mythical—an old master who had been in this stage for a long time; otherwise, such a terrifying aura would be impossible.

"Mr. Black Shadow, you’re here."

Upon seeing Black Shadow, Tang Wenhu immediately stood up from the sofa and said respectfully, "Lord Black Shadow, they were ignorant and offended you. I hope you can spare them this time."

Hearing Tang Wenhu’s words, Black Shadow glanced at the five middle-aged men and said indifferently, "Alright then! For your sake, I’ll spare them this time. If they dare to attack me again, I won’t hesitate to send them on their way. Losing them won’t affect the big picture, hmph."

With a heavy snort, Black Shadow then withdrew his presence.

Even with Black Shadow withdrawing his presence, the heavy snort rang like a morning bell in the ears of those middle-aged men, causing their organs to vibrate and fresh blood to surge uncontrollably to their throats, though they managed to suppress it with sheer willpower, their faces turning a strange shade of red.

Despite this, they didn’t dare to breathe too loudly, let alone reprimand Black Shadow. Just that one snort injured them—if they were to fight Black Shadow, they would surely die miserably; it’s as easy for Black Shadow to kill them as turning a hand.

"Thank you, Lord Black Shadow, for your mercy."

Feeling Black Shadow’s aura dissipate, Tang Wenhu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Lord Black Shadow, may I ask if you came for...?"

"I’ve received news that Lu Tianxing has arrived in Xiangjiang."

Before Tang Wenhu could finish, Black Shadow interrupted, "It won’t be long before Lu Tianxing gets here."

"What, the Third Young Master of Lu Family is here."

Upon hearing Black Shadow’s words, everyone’s faces changed uncontrollably, including Tang Wenhu’s, showing a distinct trace of fear. This wasn’t because of fear towards Lu Tianxing, but because his presence meant those martial artists hidden outside would surely make a move.

This meant their lives were counting down.

"Are you scared?"

Black Shadow took note of the changes in Tang Wenhu and the others’ expressions, a hint of mockery playing on his lips.

Upon hearing Black Shadow’s words, Tang Wenhu took a deep breath, respectfully saying, "I beg for Lord Black Shadow’s intervention."

"We beg for Lord Black Shadow’s intervention."

The middle-aged men immediately lowered their stance and respectfully pleaded to Black Shadow, knowing full well that Black Shadow was their only salvation. If Black Shadow intervenes, they might still have a chance at survival; if not, their fate is sealed.

Hearing Tang Wenhu’s request, Black Shadow looked at the respectful, breath-holding middle-aged men and finally smiled, seemingly satisfied with their attitude. He said, "Rest assured, since I’m here, I have the confidence to get you out of Xiangjiang alive—provided you obediently follow my arrangements. Otherwise, even if a Daluo Immortal were to descend, they wouldn’t be able to save you."

"Please rest assured, Lord Black Shadow. We will follow your arrangements."

Tang Wenhu and the five middle-aged men wasted no time in expressing their loyalty, pledging themselves at the earliest opportunity.