Trillionaire's Slice of Life-Chapter 1114 - 698: Majestic Figure

Chapter 1114: Chapter 698: Majestic Figure

On the main road leading to the suburbs of Magic City, a million-dollar stretch Lincoln was driving smoothly, and at this point, sweat began to bead on the forehead of the middle-aged male driver, while the young woman sitting next to him in a professional suit had turned slightly pale.

The two in the front seats were Sun Qing Ruoxi’s personal bodyguards. Being one of Chu Mo’s spokespeople and the chairman of a massive corporation valued at 250 billion, Sun Qing Ruoxi’s safety certainly could not be taken lightly. She was now protected by twelve bodyguards around the clock, and at this moment, the man and woman following her were two of those twelve.

The male driver had A-level beginner strength, which would be regarded as unreachable by ordinary people. Even thirty ordinary people combined would stand no chance against him. As for the young woman co-pilot, she was at the A-level intermediate level. However, precisely because their abilities were extraordinary, as the vehicle drew closer to the suburban building, they could distinctly feel the terrifying pressure around them intensify.

Compared to the overwhelming pressure from a deity-like powerful being, the effect on ordinary people might not be significant, but for martial practitioners, the higher their skill level, the more they would be affected. For the two A-level bodyguards in the driver’s seat, this impact was even more direct and palpable.

The sweat on the middle-aged driver’s forehead kept dripping, his entire face had turned ashen, and even his hands gripping the steering wheel began to tremble uncontrollably due to the terrifying pressure.

Moments later, an Audi ahead braked abruptly. The middle-aged driver, unable to react in time, swiftly turned the wheel, and just as the stretch Lincoln was about to lose control, the quick-acting young woman co-pilot helped him stabilize the steering wheel. Only after narrowly passing a small sedan did the Lincoln slowly regain control of its direction.

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“What happened!”

Following the recent jolt, cries of alarm rose from the cabin, and shortly after, Sun Qing Ruoxi’s voice sounded. As the Lincoln continued to move forward smoothly, the young woman co-pilot immediately replied:

“Miss Ruoxi, please be at ease, it was just a minor issue, and it’s been handled!”

The voice of the driver’s bodyguard reassured the others in the back seat, but at this time, small-scale accidents kept happening on the road ahead, with constant vehicle friction and collisions. The drivers involved in the accidents were all martial artists, most of them at D or C-level, with very few surpassing B-level. These lower-level martial artists, although weak in strength and nearing the suburban building with intense surrounding pressure, were naturally unable to control their state of mind for a moment, resulting in friction.

Like the two bodyguards in the front, Wu Youyou, also at A-level intermediate strength, could feel sweat beading on her forehead. The horrifying pressure emitted by someone at the level of the deities made Wu Youyou feel intense fear and submission from the depths of her heart. Despite knowing that the source of the pressure was Mister Chu and that he would not harm her, the terrifying pressure felt like a natural suppression from a higher being, leaving Wu Youyou without any courage to resist.

Inside the cabin, even Xuanyuan Fanghua, who was at the semi-Grandmaster level, was having a tough time. The horrifying pressure increased with her strength and got more intense as the stretch Lincoln approached the source of the pressure, leading to an overwhelming sense of oppression from the depths of her soul. Naturally, even Xuanyuan Fanghua’s face had turned a shade paler under these conditions.

Yet in the entire cabin, the only ones unaffected were Sun Qing Ruoxi and Ding Qian.

Although they were extraordinary individuals—one the chairman of Shi Yuan Entertainment and the other a superstar—they were indeed just ordinary people, devoid of any True Qi, and therefore couldn’t feel the soul-deep oppression.

Therefore, while Wu Youyou and Xuanyuan Fanghua seemed on high alert, Ding Qian, who had never had contact with martial arts, looked completely puzzled.

With a hint of curiosity in her large eyes, she gently asked:

“What did you just say about a deity-level strong person? Are they very impressive? How do they compare to a boxing champion? Oh, right, you mentioned that Mister Chu is a deity-level strong person, so does that mean Mister Chu is very impressive? But why haven’t I felt it? Last time when I was with him…”

Ding Qian’s words stopped abruptly, and a slight blush appeared on her stunning face.

After returning from the film city, Ding Qian had been with Chu Mo, and it was because they had become most intimate that Ding Qian even moved into Villa Number Eight at Emperor Xuan Villas, which originally belonged to Qin Zixuan. However, after Qin Zixuan left for Paris, France, to take over Hermès, Villa Number Eight was vacated.

But Villa Number Eight was still within Emperor Xuan Villas, closest to Chu Mo. Naturally, those who lived in Villa Number Eight had a very intimate relationship with Chu Mo.

Ding Qian, who resided in Villa Number Eight, would secretly visit Villa Number One every few days, then stay there for the night. Under such circumstances, no one in the car knew Chu Mo better than Ding Qian, nor were they closer to Chu Mo. Because of this, Ding Qian understood more clearly than anyone else that although Chu Mo was strong, he definitely was not a martial artist, as every time after their encounters, she would see him panting for breath.

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