Zombie Bodyguard-Chapter 1504 - 1501: Supreme-grade Materials

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Chapter 1504: Chapter 1501: Supreme-grade Materials

"We don’t have any ties, what should I be afraid of?" Lin Tian looked nonchalant, while Charlotte just watched him with a knowing smile.

Lin Tian shot him a glance and said, "How do you know I’m at Qinglan Garden, did you use the black card to locate me again? Last time you said the black card’s tracking was gone, you lied to me, seems like your backside is itchy and wants a beating."

"I’m just itching for a spanking, Master, come hit me." Charlotte gave Lin Tian a flirtatious look and even bent over slightly.

Under the soft skirt, her hips revealed a round and perfect shape, making Lin Tian’s mouth dry and his evil fire rise again.

Darn it, the Princess is playing with fire, someday she’ll really set both of us ablaze, Lin Tian thought to himself.

"I knew Master wouldn’t hit me," Charlotte seemed to sense Lin Tian’s reaction and stood up again, with a charming smile on her face.

Seeing her change expressions quickly, Lin Tian realized the Princess had him figured out, unless he killed her, of course, but even considering Rossi, Lin Tian knew he couldn’t kill her.

"Answer my question right away, and if your answer displeases me, you’ll immediately go back to England. You should know you can’t defy my command!" Lin Tian had to pull out his trump card and said with a deliberately stern face.

It’s not that he’s cruel, but he doesn’t like being monitored and tracked, even with good intentions. Charlotte, of course, knows she can’t defy orders, even if the order is to offer herself right now or to die, she can’t resist.

Charlotte had to put away her teasing smile and seriously replied, "The black card really doesn’t have problems, I tracked Master’s phone to learn his location."

With the phone’s location, Lin Tian immediately figured it out. Modern smartphones all have global satellite positioning systems inside, and with Charlotte’s wealth, the means to track and locate with high technology are no less than England’s military intelligence six bureau.

"Alright, I wrongly blamed you, but after the sword is forged, you’re still going back to England. Staying in Huaxia is dangerous for you," Lin Tian nodded slightly but still didn’t change his previous decision.

Charlotte seemed to feel his concern, inexplicable joy in her heart, willingly saying, "Yes, Master."

"Alright, let’s not talk about this, where will you stay tonight? Did you book a room before coming to Qinglan Garden?" Lin Tian waved his hand and said.

Charlotte blinked innocently, "I came directly to find Master, didn’t book one."

"Where will you sleep then?" Lin Tianqi asked curiously.

"I’ll sleep with Master," Charlotte said naturally.

Pfft...

If Lin Tian were drinking tea at the moment, he’d surely spray it out, this Princess is too straightforward.

"Cough, cough, you’d better book a room," Lin Tian said with some difficulty, sounding serious.

"Is Master saying we should book a room?" Whether deliberately or not, Charlotte said so.

"It’s you, not me." Lin Tian glared and said.

Charlotte was about to say something, but Lin Tian waved his hand to stop her: "Tomorrow is the day of forging the sword, I need to read, go out for a walk yourself but don’t appear in front of those Ancient Martial Artists, you know your allure."

"Okay, Master." Charlotte surprisingly listened, turned around, and went out.

Lin Tian let out a big sigh of relief; if this alluring woman stayed here, he couldn’t concentrate on reading. Lin Tian knew he wasn’t a Saint or Liu Xiahui but a youthful and passionate man.

And so, Lin Tian buried himself back into the pile of books until night, when the long-invisible Tang Banqing returned.

Upon returning, she spotted the Sword of the King on the desk; this old woman lit up as if a miser saw gold, rushing to the desk in quick steps, her agile moves rivaling young people.

"Kid, is this... is this yours?" Tang Banqing asked excitedly.

This old woman had an odd temper, Lin Tian was used to it, and straightforwardly said, "It’s indeed mine."

He didn’t plan to hide it; instead, he was waiting for Tang Banqing to return to tell her about the Sword of the King. Forging a sword isn’t child’s play with rubber clay; every material added must be careful and pre-design the forging plan. Tang Banqing is a Swordsmith, and to melt the Sword of the King, he has to consult her.

"Do you want me to mend it, reforge it, or for other purposes?" Tang Banqing asked expectantly, but before Lin Tian could answer, she added: "However, I must remind you, the sword’s blade is broken, spiritual energy is damaged, even if the blade is mended, it won’t be as good as before."

Lin Tian shook his head and laughed, "None of those, I want to melt it into a material for my sword forging, can this work?"

"Kid, your idea coincides with mine." Tang Banqing slapped the table excitedly: "Though I don’t know what kind of sword it is, I can see its materials are extraordinary, and after remelting, it’ll be a premium sword-forging material."

"That’s exactly what I mean, so please check if the forging plan needs adjustment after adding this material," Lin Tian asked.

Tang Banqing’s eyes shone, "Yes, having such thoughts means you’ve gained quite a bit in these days; I really need to think this through, I’ll take it, you mind?"

"Of course, I don’t mind," Lin Tian said without hesitation. Tang Banqing being willing to share artifact refining notes and other precious books with him shows he trusts she won’t covet the Sword of the King.

Besides, the combined value of these books exceeds the broken Sword of the King; even if Tang Banqing really covets it, Lin Tian wouldn’t mind.

Moreover, Lin Tian sees that Tang Banqing’s mind is entirely focused on sword forging, without any greed. She didn’t even ask about the Sword of the King’s origin. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Having Lin Tian’s permission, Tang Banqing took the sword along with the box and went upstairs, no need to guess she’s researching the Sword of the King.

Lin Tian checked the time, it was already past midnight; after tidying up the books, he didn’t disturb Tang Banqing and returned to the guest room alone.

Returning to the guest room, Yun Xiaotian was already asleep, regular breathing coming from behind the screen. Lin Tian took a shower, then meditated, absorbing moon essence, and went to bed, Charlotte hadn’t appeared until he fell asleep; who knows where she went.

Not knowing when, Lin Tian groggily, half-awakened, slightly moved his nose, smelled a faint fragrance he’s very familiar with—Charlotte’s body scent.

Lin Tian half-opened his eyes, turned slightly, saw Charlotte sitting on the ground, her upper body leaning against the daybed, head resting on the edge, asleep. The usually proud and domineering Princess was calm now like a pure damsel.