The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard-Chapter 1541: Convincing People with Reason

"Speak your mind."

Ellen Stone extended her hand to stop the woman behind her, calmly gazing at Carson Flores: "If you have reason, then so be it; if you are fearmongering, you will be punished."

Carson Flores was not afraid and smiled: "Senior Ellen, I trust in your commitment to protect Cristopher Hopkins Immortal, but you also mentioned earlier, if the trend becomes overwhelming, does the Southern Sea’s Cystal Palace have the strength to resist and change fate?"

Ellen Stone frowned: "Though I am confident, I do not consider myself able to contend with the Immortal Domains’ powerful figures."

Carson Flores laughed: "Cristopher Hopkins Immortal is the daughter of the Domain Master. With the Domain Master missing and his fate unknown, she is now the owner of the Celestial Palace and can be considered its spiritual pillar. As long as she remains, those loyal followers of the Celestial Palace will have their target, and their spirit will not disperse."

"Whether it’s the Heavenly Alliance or other ambitious and formidable forces, regardless of who wishes to ascend to the Domain Master’s position, Cristopher Hopkins Immortal is the one who must be killed. Only by completely eliminating her does it signify the overthrow of the Weaver Family’s Celestial Palace and the establishment of new order."

"It’s akin to the Mortal Dynasty; when one dynasty is overthrown, what does the new dynasty’s ruler wish to do most? Naturally, it’s to kill all the previous dynasty’s rulers and their loyal followers."

"You allow Cristopher Hopkins Immortal to disregard matters of the Immortal Domains, to hide in peace within the Cystal Palace cultivating; if that truly happens when the Immortal Domains changes ownership and the new master of the Immortal Domains commands power over the entire realms, how many powerful Heavenly Immortals will he have under his command?"

"Does Cystal Palace, which shelters the prior master of the Immortal Domains, deserve destruction? With a single order from the new Domain Master, countless powerful figures would crush their way here; can Senior Ellen block them?"

"Unless Senior Ellen willingly hands over Cristopher Hopkins Immortal, or even actively kills numerous followers to show loyalty, otherwise Cystal Palace will surely be trampled. The creatures of Cystal Palace will naturally die, flee, or surrender and will no longer exist."

"Senior Ellen, though strong, cannot possibly resist the collective might of the Immortal Domains. If lucky, you take Cristopher Hopkins Immortal and escape, spending a lifetime hunted. If unlucky, you may be instantly destroyed, with no trace remaining."

"As for Cristopher Hopkins Immortal, I think unless she leaves the Thunder Immortal Realm now and avoids calamity from afar, once the conflict begins, there will be no chance to flee elsewhere."

"Senior Ellen, reflect carefully on whether what I say is an unavoidable outcome?"

The room fell silent.

Ellen Stone frowned, his expression cold and solemn. The woman behind him raised her brow several times, wanting to speak, but ultimately closed her mouth, a hint of confusion in her eyes.

Alfred Weaver’s eyes brightened slightly, and her gaze upon Carson Flores was filled with admiration.

The analysis was truly insightful!

She did not seize the moment to persuade Ellen Stone, understanding clearly that someone like Ellen Stone has strong convictions and will only do what he believes is right; mere words cannot sway him.

Persuade with reason!

You must convince him willingly!

Ellen Stone pondered for a moment, lifted his head, and looked at Carson Flores, his gaze profound.

At that moment, a figure flickered by the door, and a burly man’s figure appeared at the entrance.

"Boss, it’s been confirmed that those watching from every part of the city belong to the White Sand Gang. Someone found the gang leader, Osman Marshman, and after threatening him with force and offering a generous reward, got him to send people into the city to look for someone."

"I’ve brought Osman Marshman; he’s kneeling outside."

Ellen Stone asked, "What about the person who contacted Osman Marshman?"

The burly man replied, "They exchanged a move with me and have already left. Because it was in the city, both sides were very restrained. The man wore a mask, so his face couldn’t be seen, but he had snow-white hair..."

"Cultivators with snow-white hair are numerous."

Ellen Stone responded calmly and turned to Alfred Weaver: "Alfred, you’ve come a long way, so please stay in my Cystal Palace for some time..."

Ellen Stone did not comment on Carson Flores’ words but invited Alfred Weaver as a guest, which seemed to be a good sign.

"Thank you, Uncle Stone; then I’ll trouble you."

Ellen Stone turned to Carson Flores: "You should also go."

Carson Flores smiled and cupped his hands: "Alright, thank you, Senior."

After a brief tidy-up, the group left the room. Outside in the yard knelt a middle-aged man, his face ashen, eyes fearful.

"Lord, spare me! I didn’t know those people were esteemed guests of Cystal Palace. If I had known, I wouldn’t dare offend them, even with a hundred guts! That man threatened me, saying if I didn’t cooperate, he’d kill me..."

Ellen Stone did not acknowledge him and walked straight past him, casually tossing a remark.

"Blind to this world; living is a waste. Kill him."

Carson Flores followed behind Ellen Stone, feeling inwardly that these rulers of regions were not a single soft-hearted one.

Ellen Stone soared into the sky, the group swiftly following behind, heading towards the Southern Sea.

The Southern Sea was vast and boundless, with not an island in sight, only mighty ocean waters.

Following Ellen Stone, they flew to the sea surface that lay empty, where Ellen Stone casually waved his hand, and the seawater directly parted, leaving a wide path leading straight to the ocean floor.