Bodyguard
A terrifyingly great weight.
Ji Hao staggered back for around twenty big steps, before he finally stabilized his own body. Twenty-seven three-inch-deep footsteps could clearly be seen on the bronze floor; smoke was puffing out from all of those foot-imprints.
Ji Hao tightly held the long hilt of the mace. Blood vessels all over his body had swelled and showing under his skin. He felt that all his internal organs were being scorched by some great heat. A stream of blood was choked up in his throat, and had nearly spurted out. White smoke could be seen rising from out his head - every stream of sweat that gushed out of his body, evaporated into steam under influence of such great heat.
Along with the sound of a flame, a large piece of fire appeared around Ji Hao’s body. Within the flame, his body was nearly translucent, and over two hundreds of interleaving meridians, which were shining with a fiery light, could be seen looming; those shining meridians vaguely formed a totem of a three-legged Gold Fire Crow.
Ying Yan looked at Ji Hao with a slight trace of surprise, then took a glance at the shining meridian net inside Ji Hao’s body with an unknown, deeper meaning contained within his eyes.
Man Man, the girl who just had carelessly thrown the mace at Ji Hao, popped up her eyes and stared at Ji Hao in a slight panic while yelling, “Did he die? Oy, old Yan! I don’t think he’s dead, look! He is still standing there, not vomiting blood, nor smashed into a pile of meat, I think he’s alive, don’t you?”
Bong!
Ji Hao held the hilt of the mace and dropped it hard onto the ground; even half of the manor shook when he did that.
Letting out a hoarse laughter, a thick taste of blood came out from Ji Hao’s throat. He looked at Man Man, while smiling bitterly, and said, “I’m ok, I have a bit of strength that allowed me not to be smashed to death. This mace is quite heavy!”
Man Man let out a great sigh of relief, beat her own chest hard, laughed out aloud and turned to Ying Yan, yelled harshly, “Old Yan! You people always say that I’m too incautious, accidentally hurt or killed many slaves! Look, look, this time, I didn’t kill anyone! It was all because those slaves you had chosen were useless things, not my fault at all!”
Ying Yan only smiled bitterly, and didn’t say anything.
Man Man put her hands behind her own body, leapt up to Ji Hao, raised her head and looked at Ji Hao from head to toe. She frowningly measured the height difference between Ji Hao and herself with her hand, then stood on her tiptoes, and slapped hard on Ji Hao’s shoulder.
“Hm, hm, what’s your name? You don’t look much older than me. You were able to catch my stick, which means that you’ve got some power in you. From now on, you’re following me, and are responsible for carrying my stick.”
Ji Hao’s face suddenly twitched. What? Follow this little girl around and carry this horrible mace? shouted Ji Hao in his head.
“Ji Hao, what’re you think about? Just express your gratitude towards the young master! To follow our young master is a wonderful thing that most of your Southern Wasteland people couldn’t even dream of!” Ying Yan let out a laughter and said to Ji Hao once Man Man finished speaking.
Ji Hao was speechless for a short while, and remained silence. Ying Yan narrowed his eyes and said with a soft yet cold tone, “Ji Hao, to follow our young master will not only bring you endless benefits but will also be good for your Abba, Amma, and even your entire clan!”
Ji Hao thought of those warning given by Ji Xia, Ji Zhuo and Ji Fang before he had left the Cold Stream Valley. He clearly knew that the one standing behind this little girl, Man Man, must be somekind of an incredibly powerful being, which was even more powerful and bigger than the Bi Fang Clan. Someone who the Fire Crow Clan wouldn’t dare to provoke, no matter what. Ying Yan just had clearly said that by following Man Man, both he and his parents, even his clan, would gain huge benefits; the hidden meaning of his words was even more obvious - If Ji Hao refused to do so, then Ji Xia, Qing Fu and his clan would all be embroiled in some kind of huge trouble.
Smiling calmly, Ji Hao leaned the mace against his own chest, raised and cupped both of his hands together, saluted Man Man and said, “Since my dear young master, Man Man, thinks that I, Ji Hao, am qualified to be one of your guards, and doesn’t dislike my humble background, and my asininity, then Ji Hao shall follow your order.”
Man Man blinked her eyes and laughed out aloud, threw a heavy slap on Ji Hao’s chest.
The slap, which seemed nothing, was actually as heavy as a mountain. Ji Hao was sent flying backwards along with that mace, the leather armour worn by him suddenly burst into pieces; luckily, the tight armour made by Po emitted a bright light and blocked the power of Man Man’s slap.
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