The Beautiful CEO’s Close Bodyguard

Chapter 1635 - 1617

Chu Ge was already accustomed to those gazes; he looked straight ahead as he walked over to the table where Jian Chunqiu was sitting.

"Elder Jian."

Chu Ge greeted.

Ye Chen lounged lazily on the sofa, his gaze scrutinizing Chu Ge with a few glances, his lips curling into an inexplicable smile, wondering what thoughts occupied his mind.

Chu Ge ignored him and spoke directly to Jian Chunqiu, "Elder Jian, I sincerely apologize for disturbing you during your meal."

Jian Chunqiu scooted inward a seat and pointed at the empty chair beside him, saying, "Have a seat first, we’ll talk once you’re seated."

After sitting down, Chu Ge lifted his eyes to glance at Ye Chen, meeting his scrutinizing gaze, Chu Ge smiled, considering it a greeting.

"You’ve come to me in a hurry, has something happened?"

Jian Chunqiu asked curiously.

Chu Ge nodded slightly, "It’s not something major, it’s just that some doubts linger in my mind, and I want to understand certain matters. I figured Elder Jian, with your vast experience, might know about these, so I came here impulsively."

"Just say what it is directly."

Jian Chunqiu took a sip of tea, then raised his hand to signal the waiter to bring a set of utensils, "Haven’t eaten yet, right? Let’s eat while we talk."

Chu Ge didn’t have much appetite; he took out the drawing he had previously sketched from his pocket and handed it to Jian Chunqiu, saying, "Elder Jian, do you recognize this drawing?"

Jian Chunqiu took it with a puzzled look, and when he saw what the pattern was, his pupils shrank abruptly, "Where did you get this pattern?"

Ye Chen saw the pattern, and his brow furrowed, "Isn’t this pattern the unique symbol of Wufeng Palace?"

Chu Ge looked at him, puzzled, "Wufeng Palace?"

He wasn’t very knowledgeable about the sects of cultivators, especially the recently emerged Wufeng Palace. He only heard Lin Dong mention it casually.

"Where did you get this pattern from?" Jian Chunqiu asked again.

Chu Ge gazed deeply at him and then said, "I initially saw this pattern in my own time-space, and after arriving here, I noticed the same pattern on the wrists of two people, which made me feel there’s definitely some connection here, so..."

Jian Chunqiu’s eyes widened as he looked at Chu Ge, "What did you say? This pattern appeared in your time-space as well?"

Chu Ge didn’t understand why Jian Chunqiu reacted so strongly; he nodded and said, "That’s right, it’s a long story. In short, back then my brother was taken away by a group of mysterious people and eventually died on a deserted island. The only clue left for us was this pattern."

Jian Chunqiu and Ye Chen exchanged glances, Jian Chunqiu spoke, "This pattern is the totem of Wufeng Palace. Could it be that there are people from Wufeng Palace in your time-space as well?"

That shouldn’t be possible because if there were people from Wufeng Palace in their time-space, the Time-Space Gate would surely have opened, and once opened, they would definitely have noticed.

Chu Ge shook his head gently; he had no idea about these things. He only knew that the owner of this pattern was the one responsible for Fang Zhong’s death back then.

Now, discovering the same pattern in this time-space could likely be related to Fang Zhong’s death. If true, he must avenge Fang Zhong!

"There did occur a disturbance five years ago, but it wasn’t widespread. I suspect it was caused by the Old Palace Master; without his power, the current New Palace Master wouldn’t be able to pull it off."

Ye Chen speculated.

Chu Ge stood silently by, listening; these matters were unheard of to him before. Fortunately, he had a strong ability to absorb information, and he could accept these stories as they recounted them.

"So, you mean that they had already started planning for time-space back then?"

Jian Chunqiu pondered aloud, "But what’s the purpose of doing this?"

Ye Chen shook his head gently, "When I was at Wufeng Palace, they already had such plans, but at the time, all equipment wasn’t complete. It seems that last time when they opened the Time-Space Gate, the effect was quite successful."

Jian Chunqiu was still somewhat puzzled in his heart; he turned to Chu Ge and asked, "You said your brother was captured by mysterious people. Besides this pattern, were there any other characteristics?"

Chu Ge shook his head, "I wasn’t there at the time, so I’m not clear about the situation. My friend’s wife told me about it."

"Then how did this pattern come about?"

Jian Chunqiu asked again.

"This pattern was discovered on my friend’s body when we found his corpse."

Chu Ge answered truthfully.

A single pattern couldn’t deduce the true intentions of Wufeng Palace. Jian Chunqiu took a deep breath, thinking that instead of speculating blindly here, they should investigate directly.

He lifted his gaze to Ye Chen, and Ye Chen caught his look, immediately understanding his intentions, nodding and saying, "I understand. Master, rest assured, I’ll look into it."

"It’s quite a while ago, and this matter involves Wufeng Palace. Wufeng Palace has always been a mysterious entity, difficult to investigate. Be careful not to alert the Snake."

Jian Chunqiu advised.

Ye Chen smiled indifferently, "Master, you’re still as nagging as before."

Now that this matter was tentatively settled, Chu Ge had said all he wanted and felt no need to stay further.

He prepared to get up and leave, but was stopped by Jian Chunqiu, who held his shoulder and said, "Alright, you came rushing over, surely you haven’t eaten. Stay and eat with us."

Chu Ge always knew deep inside that he wasn’t the Mr. Chu they saw; his interactions with them were merely civil, and he never considered himself as family to them.

He glanced at the utensils before him and smiled slightly, why be awkward over just a meal, Chu Ge?

Thinking this, a hint of bitterness lifted at Chu Ge’s lips, precisely captured by Ye Chen.

Ye Chen smiled as he looked at Chu Ge, asking, "Mr. Chu doesn’t seem very happy."

Chu Ge raised his eyes to meet his somber gaze, and although he knew little of cultivation techniques, he had discerning eyes, realizing that the young man before him was no ordinary person.

"Why do you say that?"

Chu Ge asked curiously.

"Living away from home in a strange time-space, even if you’re naturally aloof, there are moments of loneliness, often at these moments..."

Ye Chen picked up the wine glass in front of him, his lips drew an arc of disdain, "Often at these moments, you wish to drink to oblivion, but the more you drink, the clearer you become."

Chu Ge’s deep eyes looked at him; his tone was heavy, and it was clear that he was someone with a story.