The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 1294: I Am Naturally Innocent

A group of people stared wide-eyed at Long Fei, their fiery enthusiasm doused like a bucket of cold water.

Who would’ve thought, even Long Fei got caught in the trap.

It seems the rumors were true. Anyone who enters the Heavenly Sound Workshop comes out with amnesia.

On the lakeside hill, a young noble shouted unwillingly into the void, "Yaoji Saintess, I will marry no one but you in this lifetime. Since you like monks, I’ll become one for you today!"

"Yaoji Saintess, I’m proficient in the zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting. We’re a match made in heaven!"

"Yaoji Saintess, if you don’t come out to meet me, I’ll stay here till the end of my days!"

The group clamored, their gazes at Long Fei filled with envy, jealousy, and resentment.

The Heavenly Sound Workshop remained silent. Due to special restrictions, it seemed to only appear once every six months.

Long Fei returned to the Princess Mansion with Chu Feng and a few others. To avoid unnecessary trouble, he chose to go into seclusion. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

No matter what Chu Feng and the others asked, he only replied, "I don’t know."

The matter of the Heavenly Sound Workshop was too significant. The old monsters involved were from over tens of thousands of years ago.

Suffice it to say, even Yaoji Saintess’s maids had cultivation levels above the Divinity Transformation Realm.

The more one knew, the faster they died.

There were only a few days left until the opening of the Ghost Emperor Palace. The talents of Chang’an City seemed to fall silent in preparation.

Everyone was focused on breaking through, racing against time to prepare for entry into Ghost Emperor City.

The shackles of Heaven and Earth Laws were growing weaker by the day, and new information poured into the Princess Mansion constantly.

Some said that the grand elders of various sects were emerging from seclusion, their aim to protect the talents of their respective sects.

Three days later, the day before Chang’an Academy opened its gates—

Long Fei emerged from seclusion, his newly reforged Nascent Soul completely stabilized.

However, something happened that left Long Fei quite frustrated. His originally mature Nascent Soul, which was ready to ascend and leave the body—

After being reforged, had reverted to the stage of a newly-formed Nascent Soul.

He had been demoted—back to Nascent Soul Realm cultivation, and worse yet, at the damn Nascent Soul Realm Early Stage.

He had to cultivate his Nascent Soul anew and wait for it to naturally mature.

It was like a pregnancy of ten months—he had already been birthed from the womb, only for it to shatter and force him back to rebuild. Now he was like an infant taking human shape for the first time.

Still, Long Fei tested his Nascent Soul, and it was flawless. Though it was at the Nascent Soul Realm Early Stage—

Once its power surged, it rivaled the peak state of a Nascent Soul Realm, practically unbeatable among peers at the same level.

With his physical body as support, he might even stand a chance against an old monster at the Soul Ascension Stage.

After he emerged, Anna and Nightingale, his two hidden protectors, appeared to help him freshen up.

Chu Feng and his group had also just returned, and they were drinking and chatting cheerfully in the room, looking quite refreshed.

As Long Fei approached, the group immediately turned their eyes to him, scrutinizing him like they were trying to see through his crimes.

"Something’s different!"

"Yeah, he does seem a bit different."

"Definitely different."

The group shook their heads, murmuring mysterious comments.

Long Fei sat down, picked up a wine cup from the table—he didn’t care whose it was—and took a sip. "What are you guys talking about so cryptically?"

Chu Feng was the first to speak. "Ah Long, Ah Fei, Little Fei Fei, do you really not remember anything from that night in the Heavenly Sound Workshop?"

"I swear, I don’t. What would I lie about?"

Long Fei calmly shook his head, wearing the expression of a pure and innocent youth.

Lin Shanshan chimed in, "He definitely did something. He’s just not telling us."

Ji Wanyu teased, "He wouldn’t dare say it, afraid that your sister would get mad!"

"A talented man and a beautiful woman alone in one room—what else could’ve happened?"

Wang Jie chuckled mischievously, his face full of lewd humor.

Murong Chong sighed. "They say mastering many arts is a safeguard. I never used to believe it, but now I do. Look at us—we only cultivate Dao techniques. The guy here randomly pops up with a Buddhist fate, and we’re all left dumbfounded."

Liuu Jiangnan’s eyes narrowed as he remarked, "Boss, never mind all that—what’s the deal with your attire?"

Long Fei raised an eyebrow, thinking Liuu Jiangnan was surprisingly perceptive.

Feigning ignorance, he asked, "Clothes? Aren’t these the same as before?"

Liuu Jiangnan said, "You forgot? Your old clothes were refined using snow silk from my Liuu Family. Though high-quality, they bore our family’s unique patterns. No matter how you look at it, they’re incomparable to what you’re wearing now."

He walked up, felt the fabric, and declared like an expert, "Everyone, look at this cloth—light as a feather, yet tough as steel. Soft to the touch, almost like lamb wool. The mystic patterns on it are quite special, resembling long-lost patterns from ancient times. I’m certain this outfit isn’t yours."

Chu Feng teased, "His undershorts were probably bought outside for ten coins. Strip off his pants and you’ll know. If his boxers are still there, nothing happened. If not, well, that’s trouble."

Ji Wanyu and Lin Shanshan giggled, their cheeks flushing red.

Wang Jie, Murong Chong, and Liuu Jiangnan were also chuckling. They even reached to tug at Long Fei’s pants.

"What the hell, you perverts!"

Long Fei darted backward gracefully.

Chu Feng, that rascal, even stuck close to the ground, peeking under Long Fei’s robe for a glimpse.

Long Fei was speechless and kicked him aside.

Flipping to his feet, Chu Feng laughed triumphantly toward the group. "Brothers, we were right—both his inner robe and boxers were replaced!"

Wang Jie and company cheered in excitement. "Holy shit, something major must’ve happened!"

"Even his robes got swapped out—there must’ve been plenty of action that night!"

"Boss, don’t be surprised if, six months later, you’re celebrated as a father!"

Lin Shanshan and Ji Wanyu were laughing so hard they held their stomachs, unable to stand straight.

Landing back on the ground, Long Fei glared at the group in exasperation. "You bunch of weirdos! So what if I just had a bath and changed my clothes? Look at how you’re all losing it!"

Chu Feng extended a hand. "Then where are the old clothes?"

"Of course, they were thrown out!"

Long Fei argued.

Chu Feng turned to Anna and Nightingale, who were standing by as attendants, and asked, "Did you throw them out?"

The two sisters shook their heads honestly, unwilling to take the blame.

Chu Feng and the group roared with laughter, their eyes glowing with roguish amusement, their expressions unmistakably wicked.

Long Fei sat down, raised his cup, and sighed, complaining, "I was born pure, but the world has corrupted hearts."

Chu Feng and the gang raised their cups and shouted, "Get lost!"

"Taking the advantage and playing innocent."

"Who’s the pure one here?"

"At least all of us still have our boxers intact!"

The group bickered and laughed in the room until a sudden shout from outside interrupted them. "Not good, Master! Something big has happened!"

Everyone set down their cups and turned to see Bald Dog and the Ground Rat Demon King push the door open, looking alarmed as they said, "Something’s gone wrong at Chang’an Academy."

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