Jiang Chen certainly wouldn’t neglect his own safety while reminding others. After all, he’s not some novel protagonist who knowingly walks into danger.

Normal people strive to avoid risks because life is precious and you only get one.

Even with cheats, it’s the same.

Once you’re dead, that’s it. There’s no chance to reload and try again. Perhaps this is the world’s only true and fair order.

Calling the Daoist Sister to Kyoto seems a bit excessive. It’s not impossible, but it feels unnecessary.

Don’t limit your perspective.

Nowadays, people serving him are plentiful.

As the son of a wealthy family, even if information is uncertain, Jiang Chen has timely and rationally implemented countermeasures.

Four men appeared by his side.

At first glance when meeting them at Apang Palace, Jiang Chen found them a bit strange.

They didn’t match the stereotypical image of muscular giants. These four flying in from Korea were a bit handsome, with distinct features, sword-like eyebrows, and starry eyes. It’s not exaggerated to say they resembled Korean drama stars.

These days, making money really isn’t easy.

Don’t underestimate actors.

Look at these four — with such looks, they couldn’t break into the entertainment industry and had to resort to such high-risk jobs just to make a living. Without the support of capital, breaking into the entertainment circle is a pipe dream except for a few lucky ones.

If it were a female boss, she’d surely be delighted by their pleasing appearances. But he’s a guy and isn’t a compatriot of Blood Guanyin.

Though, since Xu Kuan and Xing Jie sent them, they must be reliable. It’s important not to fall into the trap of judging by appearances — people can be handsome and still be competent.

If they are competent and good-looking, doesn’t that showcase Boss Jiang’s prestige and aura even more?

Jiang Chen understands the intentions of Xing Jie and Xu Kuan.

Speaking of which.

If Zhuge Xi belongs to Cao Jinse’s faction, then... as Korean agents, Xing Jie and Xu Kuan used to be part of Lan Peizhi’s old team. So, are they part of the Blood Guanyin group?

His thoughts wandered.

"What are your names?"

"Whatever Mr. Jiang calls us, that’s our name." 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

The speaker’s skin was the palest. Many women might feel inferior in comparison.

That’s what you call awareness.

Jiang Chen nodded, "You’ll be White Eyebrow Eagle King."

He started to assign names.

"You’ll be Green Wing Bat King."

"You’ll be Golden Lion King."

"You’ll be Purple Shirt Dragon King."

Since they’ve arrived in Shen Zhou, they should temporarily bid farewell to their old identities. The four Koreans were pleased with their "new names" and bowed in unison.

"Thank you, Mr. Jiang."

The process of getting acquainted went smoothly, skipping the name memorization step entirely.

This idea was inspired by Zhuge Xi, who used classic novels for naming overseas virtual accounts, laziness at its peak. But genius focuses energy where it’s needed most.

"Eat and drink as you please, treat this place like home. If there’s any need, let me know."

From this moment.

The Four Kings of the Guardian were born.

Yet there’s a problem.

Zhuge Xi using classic novels for naming was for convenience; was choosing Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber just a whim?

Ming Sect Leader Zhang Wuji was the idol and aspiration for countless men back in the day.

Being skillful in martial arts was just one aspect.

More importantly.

His romantic luck was unmatched.

None of the female characters in the series weren’t secretly in love with him — oh, except for Master Extinction.

The meeting was relatively short; nowadays, Boss Jiang doesn’t need to excessively pursue affability — being too courteous only burdens his subordinates.

Temporarily establishing Four Kings was a level of insurance, but Jiang Chen felt it might not be enough.

Wouldn’t having some firearms be more fitting?

Admittedly, Boss Jiang wasn’t influenced by novels, TV shows, or other literary works. Zhang Wuji always faced dangers alone because of his unmatched skills and invincible buffs for protection!

But Jiang Chen didn’t have those.

If luck had been slightly worse back then, during the real battle with the Young Prince in Yunfu, he might have been offline already.

At that time.

His skills were limited, forcing him to take risks when there was no other choice. Would he willingly endanger himself now?

Is his brain faulty?

Given his current achievements — or accurately, his merits — acquiring gun permits would be trivial. But after consideration, Jiang Chen dismissed this idea,

They are in Kyoto.

Security is tight with guards and sentries everywhere.

In slightly sensitive areas, snipers are positioned, supplemented by the all-seeing Heavenly Eye system, effectively controlling risk levels within a certain scope, making firearms not very useful.

The Nine-headed Bird’s henchmen were so careless when chasing a woman because of this reason.

Perhaps due to recent overwhelming mental exertion, after meeting the Four Great Kings, Jiang Chen unknowingly fell asleep in his dedicated suite at Apang Palace.

As Shi Qianxi said, it certainly wasn’t a spring dream.

But in his dream, he found himself becoming Zhang Wuji — contrary to the Jin Yong’s protagonist, facing the cool and mischievous Min Min Temur princess, the nationally acclaimed Zhiruo, the graceful and demure Xiao Zhao Sister, the childhood friend Yin Li...

He chose to accept it all, not refusing anyone.

Dreams are projections of one’s subconscious.

Of course.

It wasn’t for indulgent fantasies.

Simply to resolve an old regret.

Surely viewers of the series felt this regret, why so cruel and unfeeling?

In feudal times — unlike modern society — absolutely possible to share happiness, live blissfully.

If he were more manly, those beloved beauties who faced tragic ends later wouldn’t meet such fate.

Many probably entertained the same idea.

If they were Zhang Wuji...

In reality, Jiang Chen didn’t have time to finish dreaming before the ringing phone awoke him. Just before reaching a harmonious family scenario, he was interrupted.

Glancing outside, it was already dark.

He sat up from the sofa, picked up his phone, realizing Fujiwara Reiki was calling.

Rubbing his face with one hand, he pressed the answer button with the other.

"Moshi Moshi."

If Zhang Wuji could be humorously bantering like Boss Jiang, Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber may not leave so many with unfulfilled desires.

However.

People are always like this.

Appearing more suited for acting others’ life scripts, knowing the right choices, but when faced with their own, they forget everything.

"Quick, Jiang Sang! You were right, there is really someone... ah!"

The words didn’t complete before they turned into a high-pitched scream — the grogginess vanished instantly — Jiang Chen’s face tightened, immediately sitting upright, "Where are you now?"

"We’re on the way back to the hotel, Jiang Sang!"

The final call was desperate and sorrowful.

This woman!

Hadn’t he warned her not to run around?

"Send me your location!"

Jiang Chen’s eyes sharpened, no time for scolding. Grabbing his phone, he stood immediately, quickly striding to the door.