Strongest Guard

When Lee Nanfang received the task of protecting Gulina, he had his doubts.    

    

If it was just an ordinary girl, her life would have been greatly affected with a father like Gu Yao, who had attracted the attention of countless great powers.    

    

Thinking about it in the dark, there would definitely be many people who kidnapped this girl and forced her to bring out Lao Gu, who had disappeared.    

    

Looking at the benefits, it was being placed under house arrest by the authorities until Lao Gu himself appeared.    

    

But none of this happened on Gulina.    

    

Her life was as calm as ever.    

    

Lee Nanfang pondered over and over again. He could only think of one possibility.    

    

There was also an expert behind Gulina.    

    

The various powers did not care about a female university student, but they had no choice but to fear the huge figure supporting her.    

    

With this analysis, he was even more certain that he would be able to have direct contact with Gulina and get a deeper understanding of her background.    

    

Just now, he was purely troubled by the coquettish manner of a young girl, causing him to only want to leave as soon as possible.    

    

But now, they found out that Gulina had a master.    

    

He didn't want to leave.    

    

He firmly believed that no matter what decision Soaring Dragon's group of people made, they would all be left behind after much contemplation and familiarity.    

    

Since those guys sent him to protect Gulina, they should have guessed that he would lose his patience and come into direct contact with this female student.    

    

The result of coming into contact with Gulina's master was unavoidable.    

    

Why would the flock of birdmen bother to let him meet such a powerful figure?    

    

Lee Nanfang could not think of the answer immediately, but he still followed Jinghong Ming and the others' plan.    

    

Lifting his eyes and looking at Gulina's expression, Lee Nanfang was filled with admiration whenever he mentioned her master. He smiled and said, "Can your master beat me to death? That was really powerful. May I ask where is Gulina's master?    

    

"Hmph, you really don't know fear. Let me tell you, my master has a weird temper. He scared a lot of people to the point that they turned around and ran the moment they saw him. "She's an old man right now, uh..."    

    

Before Gulina could finish her words, she stared blankly at the lake beneath the fake mountain.    

    

He raised his hand and looked at the watch on his wrist. He could not help but mutter to himself, "Strange, it's almost 6 o'clock. Why is Master not here?"    

    

"Did he not come or not?"    

    

Lee Nanfang looked at Gulina's expression and really couldn't hold it in. He teased her, "Don't tell me that some young lady came up with a master just to scare people."    

    

"I'm not lying to you. Every morning, Master would come here to watch me practice my sword. It's just that, sometimes, he would deal with something, so he didn't come. "You're lucky she didn't come today."    

    

Gulina pouted, as if she was unhappy that her master hadn't come today and made her lose face in front of outsiders.    

    

He picked up the wooden box and turned around, walking towards the fake mountain.    

    

"I'm not talking to you anymore, I still want to practice the sword."    

    

Following the voice, Gulina's figure went to the small patch of empty land by the artificial lake.    

    

It was said that a woman's mood was much more volatile than a three-year-old's and the weather in July.    

    

Lee Nanfang had seen it on his first try, but no one was like Gulina. After getting angry, her behavior made him feel that she was very cute.    

    

Therefore, he decided not to leave and sat back down, quietly watching Gulina's sword dance.    

    

Yesterday morning, when he first saw Gulina's performance, it was the first time his state of mind was resonated with some form of artistic expression.    

    

It was like someone who had never heard a symphony and was going to the elegant opera house for the first time to experience the baptism of fine art.    

    

His heart had a perturbed feeling, but he didn't think that he would obtain such a different reward. From then on, he fell in love with that feeling.    

    

Lee Nanfang was the same.    

    

How could he bear to give up such a good opportunity to admire the beautiful and graceful dance of a woman at such a close distance?    

    

Unfortunately, the truth was that Gulina's performance today was obviously out of standard.    

    

He had only played the zither for a short while before giving up on it.    

    

He then took out the longsword hidden on the zither and began to dance.    

    

Gongsun Jianwu's originally imposing manner no longer had the shock that it should have had. Instead, it now had an impatient emotion, and her movements were out of shape.    

    

Lee Nanfang was a rough guy.    

    

He didn't know much about art.    

    

But he understood one thing.    

    

No matter if it was playing the zither or dancing, it was the same as practicing one's spear arts.    

    

Humans were too impatient. No matter how good their spear skills were, it was impossible for them to be as flawless as usual.    

    

Gulina was, after all, a young girl. After chatting with Lee Nanfang for such a short time, she was always frustrated.    

    

It could go on for a long time.    

    

If one didn't adjust properly, it was possible that the practice would be wasted.    

    

Unbeknownst to them, there had been such special cases in the world where an outstanding actor, because of a single round of applause from an ordinary audience member, had no chance of ever being on stage and did not dare to perform in public ever again.    

    

Lee Nanfang didn't know what Gulina's mental fortitude was like.    

    

But at least, from the looks of it, his appearance brought great trouble to this young lady.    

    

Lee Nanfang came here to protect Gulina and definitely didn't intentionally affect her normal life. Since he inadvertently caused trouble for her, how could he turn around and leave as if nothing had happened?    

    

"Sigh, women are trouble. If I knew this would happen, I would have hidden myself. "    

    

He sighed in his heart as he walked forward and jumped off the fake mountain.    

    

Didn't Gulina just think about it in her heart, wanting to see Boss Lee play a zither song?    

    

Lee Nanfang satisfied her wish.    

    

Using facts to tell this little girl that he could not play the zither, and that he should not, for the sake of such nonsense, disturb his state of mind as a swordsman.    

    

Lee Nanfang, who had never touched a musical instrument in his life, reached out to touch a zither for the first time. He couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and pride in his heart.    

    

The zither was an ancient musical instrument that had existed for thousands of years in China. It had a long history of culture.    

    

In the entire world, there has never been a civilized country with so many cultural legacies.    

    

However, modern people had long forgotten the treasure of their ancestors and were determined to send their children out to learn piano, violin, saxophone, or Saskell.    

    

Is that interesting?    

    

In terms of elegance, only an ancient Chinese musical instrument would have such an elegant feel.    

    

Foreigners were just a side effect.    

    

Tsk tsk tsk tsk.    

    

Such an awesome idiom, even Lee Nanfang was impressed by his own high education level here.    

    

He touched the zither, admiring himself in his heart.    

    

Gulina, who was standing beside him, did not know what he was thinking. She simply stopped her sword dance, her eyes wide with curiosity as she looked in his direction.    

    

From a young age until now, this student's upbringing and experiences had always been somewhat out of line with the modern world.    

    

This always made her feel a sense of strangeness towards everything around her.    

    

Furthermore, he wanted to find some friends that he could talk to her about.    

    

Unfortunately, those people from the past didn't even know the name of her sword, so how could they have the common language to speak of it?    

    

On the contrary, Lee Nanfang's sudden appearance was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, causing quite a ripple in her heart.    

    

Gulina really wanted to know how capable Lee Nanfang was.    

    

However, Lee Nanfang's constant rejection just now had made her extremely disappointed, causing her to be unable to calm down.    

    

At this moment, seeing that this guy was actively trying to fulfill her wish, of course she would fully focus her attention on him.    

    

Lee Nanfang gently caressed the zither string. After a moment of silence, he sat on the bare stone block beside him, crossed his legs, and placed the zither flat.    

    

Can he really play?    

    

Of course not.    

    

However, the moment he got into position, the movements of the Cold Crane Finger Technique involuntarily appeared in his mind.    

    

He subconsciously used the finger technique on the zither string.    

    

The results were simply too good.    

    

This set of finger techniques was taught to Lee Nanfang by the wife of the Xue Clan.    

    

It was impossible for Xue Xinghan, who came from a famous family, to teach him such a despicable thing.    

    

The Cold Crane Finger Technique was said to be used to increase the intelligence of children.    

    

In reality, all the movements of the finger originated from the technique of the zither.    

    

Along with the clanging of the zither strings, a special rhythm flowed out from Lee Nanfang's body.    

    

If Xue Xinghan saw such a magical scene, he would definitely grab onto Lee Nanfang's ear and ask him, "You brat, how did you manage to do something that I can't do in my entire life?"    

    

Unfortunately, Auntie Xue was not present.    

    

Lee Nanfang also did not know that what he was doing now was to make a long-lost music reappear in the world.    

    

Gulina, who was the closest to him, had been influenced by this artistic aura since childhood. She must have had more insights and experiences than Lee Nanfang, who was just a boor.    

    

After listening attentively for a moment, she seemed to have realized something, and thus, she swung the long sword in Qingwu's hand lightly.    

    

Gongsun Jianwu accompanied by Lianghe Zither Melody.    

    

It was an incomparably beautiful set of images, causing those countless infatuated men who came to watch Campus Belle Gu practice her swordsmanship every morning to be completely lost.    

    

Who knew how many of them wanted to rush up right then and kick Lee Nanfang away.    

    

No one would be able to get a chance to make music for Campus Belle Gu.    

    

He actually let this middle-aged man, who looked to be in his thirties, seize the initiative.    

    

When the song came to an end, the sword dance came to an end.    

    

Lee Nanfang seemed to be able to hear countless wails in the distance.    

    

"Oh my god, why would Beauty Gu find such a wretched uncle for her to play with? That guy isn't even fit to carry my shoes!"    

    

"I can't take it anymore, I can't take it anymore." I am going to learn the ancient zither now, and one day, the one sitting there will be me! "    

    

"Don't stop me, I want to fight with that kid."    

    

Waves of low roars and countless gazes filled with murder were sent over.    

    

Lee Nanfang shivered all over, feeling extremely awkward.    

    

How do you say that?    

    

I just wanted to play the zither twice to prove that I can't play the zither. How did I become a great zither-master all of a sudden?    

    

Such a high profile is not suitable for my people.    

    

Lee Nanfang shook his head helplessly.    

    

Suddenly, a delicate fragrance wafted over.    

    

Gulina's face had already turned red after her exercise. Coupled with her excited mood, it made her face seem as beautiful as the morning glow.    

    

She hugged Lee Nanfang's arm and said excitedly: "Thank you, Lee Nanfang. This is the first time I successfully performed this Gongsun Jianwu set. If my master saw this, he would definitely be very happy. You're not allowed to leave. Come back here tomorrow and join me in wanting Master to show off. "Let's go, I'll treat you to breakfast."    

    

In her excitement, the young girl had completely forgotten the difference between a man and a woman.    

    

Holding Lee Nanfang's arm and swinging it back and forth, the slightly tight track suit was soaked in sweat and brought about visual enjoyment.    

    

Furthermore, the fragrance of the girl's body that was drifting over had made Lee Nanfang understand another idiom.    

    

Sweat poured down his face.    

    

If it were not for the school garden, which was a public place where countless murderous gazes were directed at him, and the sudden appearance of a large number of police officers at the back of the school, he would have felt much better.