Du Han stared blankly at the boy in front of him, who was much shorter but seed to exude more authority than he did. The boy’s white shirt hung loosely outside his pants, with the top two buttons undone, giving him an extrely relaxed and casual appearance.
However, that handso face was completely expressionless, and even his beautiful starry eyes carried a cold glimr. His hands were in his pockets, and his chin was slightly raised, making him look aloof and extraordinarily imposing.
A person like this, even without knowing his true abilities, would make anyone think he was exceptionally capable and bound to achieve great things.
But when the boy uttered the words ’not suitable’ in such a posture, Du Han couldn’t deny feeling very disappointed, a sense of not being appreciated. What puzzled Du Han more was how everything seed to imply he was being retained, yet looking at the boy’s appearance now... it seed like there was no chance...
Thinking this, Du Han lowered his eyes. If he left this place, where in Qing City could accommodate them?
"...I am not suitable for Nine Pavilion... what about my brothers?" Du Han asked, unwilling to give up.
"You are not suitable for Nine Pavilion, and your brothers are even less suitable," the boy said directly. Seeing Du Han’s disappointed look, his starry eyes flickered, knowing the mont was ripe. Then, the boy’s cold voice sounded, "But, you are suitable for X Group."
Du Han’s head jerked up, his eyes shining as he looked at Bi Xia, quickly asking, "What does Mr. Jiu an?"
As he spoke, Du Han realized his question was a bit impolite, so he scratched his head, the sturdy man of over six feet actually blushing with embarrassnt.
Glancing at Du Han, Bi Xia sat back on the sofa, "If you can’t speak properly, then shut up. Actions speak louder than words a thousand tis over; this is the first requirent of a top bodyguard."
Hearing Bi Xia’s words, Du Han grinned instantly, "Mr. Jiu ans we can stay?"
Bi Xia raised his eyes indifferently, "You can stay because with your special forces background, you have a certain level of ability. But your brothers, I’m not so sure about them."
"...Bring them for an interview tomorrow. Those who pass will start training imdiately. For those who don’t but still want to join, they can enter basic training. If they pass the initial stages, they can train with you."
Did this... an they had succeeded?
Du Han, who initially felt resistant, suddenly seed like a different person, grinning foolishly. Ye Xiao, seeing this, clicked his tongue coldly, "Such a big oaf playing dumb and cute, doesn’t even realize he’s way past the age for that."
Looking down at his phone, ng Chi turned his gaze to Ye Xiao at his words, making Ye Xiao shiver under his stare. "What are you looking at?"
Snickering, ng Chi shrugged, continuing to play his mobile ga, seemingly nonchalant. "Nothing, just checking if you’re still at the age for acting cute and dumb."
Ye Xiao: ...
It’s rare in life to find a match or a true confidant. Ever since joining Nine Pavilion, Ye Xiao realized ng Chi embodied both these qualities.
Firstly, they both sought their beautiful leader’s attention. Secondly, ng Chi’s personality surprisingly complented Ye Xiao’s. The two bickered constantly, but because they were both part of Nine Pavilion, even though they often disagreed and couldn’t see eye to eye, they understood each other and jointly protected Bi Xia.
Ye Xiao shrugged, "I just can’t stand it. How did such a big oaf catch our beautiful leader’s eye?"
"Because he’s from the special forces, with a fiery personality tempered by a soldier’s instinct to follow orders," ng Chi said.
Ye Xiao frowned, "Then why did he kill the enemy’s informant?"
ng Chi glanced at Ye Xiao with disdain, "Don’t you know what a fra-up is? Or maybe you should know that when soone steps on your toes, not dealing with them is a waste of air."
Ye Xiao thought for a mont, then clapped his hands in realization, "I get it, like Yuan Hai, who brought it upon himself and couldn’t avoid death."
Patting Ye Xiao appreciatively, ng Chi said, "Good, you’re learning to draw parallels."
Ye Xiao: ...You. Son. Of. A. Bitch!
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