Su Ling'er: "..."
A bodyguard? 'This isn't how the script is supposed to go!'
'Wait... He's disguised himself as a tacky, nouveau riche merchant, and turned me into a bodyguard who looks like she can fight.'
'Is Senior Brother... going incognito? Or is he willing to suppress his demonic nature to avoid alerting certain powerful entities?'
'Whatever the reason, this means he won't immediately start slaughtering the entire city!'
The suffocating fear she felt instantly dissipated for the most part. But what followed was a deep sense of anxiety.
'Can someone like Senior Brother, a true Evil Cultivator, really tolerate being offended by mortals? It's like letting an ancient, volatile beast wander through a crowded marketplace!'
'What if some clueless mortal in the city offends him...?'
Su Ling'er shivered.
'My real duty as a bodyguard isn't to protect his safety... It's to protect all the mortals in Anhe City from *his* "unsafeness"!'
