Strongest Guard

Lee Nanfang had been in the sea for so long, yet he was still able to come to Brother David's castle alive. It was all thanks to Yang Xiao.    

    

However, not only was this fellow not grateful to the other party, he was also regretting that he was not clear-headed at the time. Otherwise, Brother David would have definitely killed Yang Xiao.    

    

While he was sick, he had to take his life!    

    

No matter how powerful Yang Xiao was, after drifting in the sea for so long, his body would still be extremely weak. Even if it was a child with a knife, it could still easily stab him to the heart, let alone a cruel person like Brother David.    

    

Unfortunately, Brother David didn't know who Yang Xiao was.    

    

They would only think that he was with Lee Nanfang and would hang him up immediately after being rescued.    

    

After a trip of more than 100 miles, Yang Xiao, who had received enough nourishment, regained more or less of his strength after the yacht docked and left immediately.    

    

Lee Nanfang didn't feel that anything was wrong with his thoughts.    

    

Just like Yang Xiao always told him that he would die at his hands sooner or later.    

    

Since that was the case, was there any need for Lee Nanfang to be polite with him?    

    

Tolerance to the enemy is cruelty to yourself.    

    

However, the best opportunity to kill Yang Xiao had already been lost. No matter how regretful Lee Nanfang was, it was useless. He could only throw him to the side and recuperate his body.    

    

With deep regret, Lee Nanfang walked into the washroom. He saw a guy with a long beard, long hair that covered half of his shoulders, and a pale face that made him look like a beggar in the mirror.    

    

"Who are you?"    

    

Lee Nanfang was shocked by this man, but then he came to a realization, "Isn't this the handsome Lee Nanfang, Boss Lee? "Good boy, how did it become like this?"    

    

Was it strange that he had become like this?    

    

Not at all.    

    

Not to mention him, even if it were any other man, they would become unshaven and their hair would grow crazily after having been stranded overseas for more than half a year.    

    

Lee Nanfang didn't notice it before because the three adults that accompanied him, one baby, all had no beard.    

    

These people were the only ones who opened their eyes every day. Their appearances never changed, so in Lee Nanfang's subconscious, he was also the same as before.    

    

It was only when he looked at himself in the mirror that he realized that time was simply a pig slaughtering knife. It was not something he could casually talk about. How could it change a person?    

    

"Actually, Boss Lee is quite handsome like this. But I don't want to be that handsome, to avoid attracting bees and butterflies. "    

    

Lee Nanfang narcissistically combed his hair, then pulled up his beard before turning on the shower.    

    

After he was rescued, he was in urgent need of treatment. Neither Brother David nor the doctors had the intention to give him a bath or shave.    

    

As a result, after he recovered his spirit a little, he felt that his skin was unbearably tight.    

    

This was because the salt in the seawater had evaporated and remained on his skin.    

    

Lee Nanfang sat cross-legged on the floor, allowing the warm water to fall from the sky. He closed his eyes and started to think about what his "friends" had done during the six months he was gone.    

    

He had thought of these questions before when he was at the Small Desert Island.    

    

However, at that time, he didn't think too much about it — it pained him to think too much.    

    

Based on his understanding of his old friends, he could roughly guess what they would do after his "death".    

    

Start with the minor characters.    

    

After Boss Lee's death, Dung Shixiong, Chen Dalee and the others would be like orphans without parents, terrified beyond belief.    

    

However, with Boss Yue, who has already accepted Nanfang Group, under his protection, he shouldn't be unemployed.    

    

As for those people with Chen Family of Lingnan, would there be any problems? With Ye Xiaodao, who like to be a despicable person, it wouldn't be too much of a problem.    

    

That's why Lee Nanfang classified his shrimp soldiers as the ones that he needs to care about the most.    

    

Secondly, was the matter of Shangdao Yinghua, Sui Yueyue and the others who were far away in Dongyang. Had they been blasted off their throne by those unwilling subordinates, and then robbed back home to be the wife of a stronghold.    

    

Sui Yueyue's problem wasn't too big. As long as she didn't court death, Jinghong Ming wouldn't allow her to be bullied.    

    

The one that worried Lee Nanfang the most was Shangdao Yinghua.    

    

That woman had a weak temper after all. She was good at serving men on the bed--but if she wanted to command those bullies from Dongyang, she was just a fish waiting to be slaughtered.    

    

He hoped that Gala could take into consideration the fact that he had treated her well and protect Shangdao Yinghua's safe exit from Dongyang City.    

    

The world is gone, you can fight again.    

    

If someone died, they wouldn't be able to survive.    

    

Next was Loong Chengcheng.    

    

Boss Lee made some calculations and realized that she was about to be born …    

    

Would the Yue Clan tolerate the children she gave birth to?    

    

He could only hope that on account of the fact that she was the close relative of the great Young Miss of the Loong Family, Ming Zhu Loong Family would be able to give her some face.    

    

Next up was Hua Yeshen.    

    

When Lee Nanfang first left the Seven Stars Club, he boldly said that the heavy responsibility of dispelling the poison from the "Hundred Day Couple" she had left on his shoulder.    

    

Half a year had passed, but Boss Lee still hadn't shown himself. The beautiful oneesan must have already withered and withered, right?    

    

It seemed that after returning home, he would have to spend money to buy a flower and go to her grave to reminisce with her.    

    

Where's Chiang Morann?    

    

She was probably the one who didn't need Lee Nanfang to worry the most.    

    

With Jinghong Ming protecting her, whoever dared to have any ideas about her would not end up well.    

    

I hope that Tenth Uncle Jinghong can be like a man. Don't think that once Lee Nanfang dies, you can kick that pitiful young woman out of your house and let her be torn into pieces by Lin Family which is already eyeing you covetously.    

    

Min Rou —    

    

During this period of time, as long as he thought of Little Rou'er, Lee Nanfang's heart would feel like it was being pressed down by a huge rock. He would even have difficulty breathing.    

    

The only thing he could do was not to think about her. His thoughts directly jumped over her and placed their sights on the Demon Hera.    

    

Honestly speaking, even if she were to die a hundred times, she wouldn't feel that it was too much even if she did all sorts of evil deeds.    

    

She would make a profit if she lived an extra day.    

    

However, when Lee Nanfang thought about how such a pretty and delicate girl looked like a corpse, his heart ached and he even breathed a little — just like how he thought about Avril, who was taken away twice by Hamm.    

    

He could only hope that Hamm would treat White Peony well on account of the fact that they had raised a little bastard together.    

    

Otherwise, in the future, she would be the prettiest!    

    

Lee Nanfang couldn't help but sneer. His heart suddenly hurt.    

    

It was as if someone had pricked him with a needle.    

    

He thought of his mistress.    

    

The woman who had raised him as her own son would definitely shed tears every day when she learned of his death.    

    

Lee Nanfang hoped that the old man, Lao Xie's wife, and his tender mother-in-law would be able to enlighten their mistress. Anyway, since ancient times, no one had died; the only difference was that they had died a few years earlier and a few years later.    

    

Sooner or later, the big guys would meet in the underworld.    

    

At that time, let Lee Nanfang be filial.    

    

"But I'm not dead."    

    

Lee Nanfang smiled when he thought of this.    

    

He thought he saw his mistress, and when he knelt before her, it was as if he had seen a ghost — no, a wild excitement.    

    

As long as his wife was happy, Lee Nanfang would be happy.    

    

Just when Lee Nanfang couldn't help but imagine how he would comfort his mistress, a slim figure slowly rose from the deepest part of his heart. She waved her hand to tell the others to leave, saying that this was the world belonged to her and Little Nephew.    

    

"Yue Zitong, is your place in my heart really so important?"    

    

It was as if Lee Nanfang saw a girl who liked to brag and pretend to be tall and aloof with a cold and arrogant face. His thoughts clearly stopped moving.    

    

According to his understanding of his aunt, Lee Nanfang didn't think that she would be as dumb as Min Rou, Shangdao Yinghua, and Chiang Morann after he died.    

    

That was a very rational bitch!    

    

She knew better than anyone the truth of life: "A man who is dead, no matter how sad he is, should live well for him, eat when he wants to, drink when he wants to, fish when he wants to, and live a happy life without wasting his time in the world".    

    

Therefore, Lee Nanfang wasn't worried that Yue Zitong would feel so much pain that she would wish she were dead.    

    

Shouldn't this kind of heartless bitch be mercilessly swept out of her heart by Boss Lee?    

    

How was it possible for her to be placed at the very last, most important position?    

    

"I must have got it wrong. Otherwise, it's just that my brain is not completely awake yet. "    

    

Lee Nanfang lightly knocked on the door as he rubbed his face with a headache.    

    

It turned out that the two maids were a bit worried when they saw that he had not come out for a long time. They wanted to see what was wrong with him by giving him some clothes.    

    

Before Lee Nanfang could react, the door opened.    

    

Lee Nanfang had gotten used to being looked at by a woman naked on the butt.    

    

Thus, when he was being watched by the two maids, he did not feel the slightest bit of fear or trepidation.    

    

Ever since they came to Brother David's castle, the two maids had been prepared to sacrifice themselves to any man. Naturally, they wouldn't be so excited to the point that they would ask if there was a sex game.    

    

After the three of them were calm, nothing else mattered anymore.    

    

With the help of two female attendants, Lee Nanfang put on a comfortable household uniform.    

    

When a maid tied his long hair behind his head with a ribbon and tied a horse's tail, she couldn't help but praise him for his handsome appearance. However, his beard was somewhat long. Should she use a razor to help him cut it?    

    

Lee Nanfang really wanted to say how handsome.    

    

Maybe Yang Xiao had left him with too much of a shadow, so he hated men with long hair.    

    

Lee Nanfang, who was originally a typical pretty boy, even his hair looked awkward, let alone his full beard.    

    

This thing is really freaking weird. It's growing to look more and more like a bird's feather. I have to cut it off.    

    

However, just as he was about to nod and agree, his heart was moved. He said, "That's it, I think it's pretty good."    

    

Boss Lee, who had returned as the King, was about to visit his men and women.    

    

He wanted to hide in the shadows and see what kind of attitude they had in life when he wasn't around.    

    

That was the best disguise for his elegant long hair and beard.    

    

Although Lee Nanfang did not trust the dirty thoughts of his men and women, it was still human nature.    

    

The ancients had said that only through tribulations would one be able to see true emotions, not to mention that he had almost died overseas.    

    

It wouldn't be too much to take this opportunity to test those people, would it?    

    

After finding a sufficient reason for himself, Lee Nanfang lifted his hand and combed his sleek hair. He signaled the two maids not to accompany him and slowly walked out of the room.    

    

Half a bowl of congee, a comfortable hot bath, was important to those who woke up from a long coma. They couldn't be alive, but they could at least walk alone.    

    

After walking out of the room, Lee Nanfang felt a depressing atmosphere.    

    

Brother David, this castle full of beauties, shouldn't it be emitting Lee Nanfang's favorite obscene aura everywhere?    

    

That was how he looked when he first came here more than half a year ago.    

    

It seemed that the kidnapping case last year had had a serious impact on Brother David's family aura.    

    

Lee Nanfang didn't like it.    

    

It was just like how he didn't like to see a bunch of policemen. He ignored Brother David, whose face was ashen, and started searching the lobby room in a rough manner.    

    

"What you're doing is against the law!"    

    

After hearing Brother David yell this in a flustered and exasperated manner, Lee Nanfang couldn't help but burst out laughing.