The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

Chapter 1715 Are you a devil? How could you guess this?
A look of madness appeared in Feng Zhiyin's eyes. He knew very well that even if he surrendered, he was destined to die!

He had already tried to kill the people of the Celestial Palace, and almost succeeded. How could the people of the Celestial Palace forgive him?
"Since you won't let me live, then let's all die together!"

A golden light shone from Feng Zhiyin's body, and a terrifying surge of spiritual energy emanated from him, instantly spreading out and enveloping the entire Demon Palace.

"Watch out, you might self-destruct!"

The Emperor's Seal flew out like lightning, hovering in the air, and suddenly emitted a deafening roar.

Feng Zhiyin was struck by the enormous sound of the Emperor's Seal and was momentarily stunned.

This moment was extremely brief, but it was enough for Cao Hechuan to instantly appear in front of Feng Zhiyin, and the black ruler in his hand swept down again.

Feng Zhiyin was struck by the black shadow that resembled a crack in the sky as the black ruler swept across him, sending him flying and crashing into a nearby majestic mountain, collapsing half of it.

The golden light emanating from Feng Zhiyin dimmed instantly, and the terrifying aura dissipated just as quickly, like a deflated balloon.

Feng Zhiyin's lower body was blasted into dust and dissipated in the raging wind. Before Feng Zhiyin could react, Cao Hechuan appeared in front of him and pointed a finger at his brow, instantly sealing his sea of ​​consciousness!

Feng Zhiyin let out a miserable scream, and her whole body instantly slumped down, like a strong and tough man who suddenly became a weak, powerless, and frail old woman who seemed to be about to die at any moment!
Lin Chen watched this scene from afar, deeply shocked.

The First Guard Chief of the Celestial Palace possesses terrifying strength!
Feng Zhiyin was at least a late-stage Celestial Immortal and the Lord of the Demon Palace, a formidable figure. Yet, he was completely outmatched by Cao Hechuan, their strength levels were simply not on the same level.

Lin Chen suspected that even if he hadn't made a move, if Cao Hechuan had continued to strike with that black ruler, Feng Zhiyin's self-destruction would have been interrupted as well.

Faced with such an overwhelming opponent, Feng Zhiyin didn't even have the right to self-destruct his primordial spirit!
too strong!
Cao Hechuan carried Feng Zhiyin, who was only half-dead and looked ashen-faced, back to Lin Chen and laughed, "You're here to ask?"

Lin Chen nodded: "Palace Master Feng, answer our question. You can live, and the other two can live too. You've worked so hard to cultivate to this point, and you're just going to die like this? Don't you feel sorry for yourself?"

Feng Zhiyin spat out a mouthful of blood and sneered, "Trying to dig out the identity of the White-Clad Blood Envoy from me? Don't bother. You can kill me, but you won't get any information out of me."

Lin Chen stared into Feng Zhiyin's eyes and suddenly asked, "Although the Heavenly Dao Alliance recruited you and gave you benefits, no benefit is more important than your own life, right?"

Feng Zhiyin remained silent.

Lin Chen suddenly asked, "Are you controlled by them, afraid to speak, unable to speak?"

Feng Zhiyin's gaze flickered slightly, but he remained silent. Lin Chen continued, "You're right here in front of us. Compared to death, what is more terrifying?"

After a pause, Lin Chen suddenly asked, "Do you have any relatives or friends you care about who are in their hands?"

Feng Zhiyin's gaze changed, and a hint of fear appeared in his eyes as he looked at Lin Chen.

Is this guy a devil?
You guessed it just by asking a couple of questions?

Lin Chen laughed and said, "It seems I guessed right... Zhao Chihai, Gong Weihe, can you two tell me who your dear Palace Master Feng cares about most?"

Zhao Chihai and Gong Weihe exchanged a glance, both with fear in their eyes, but neither of them spoke, displaying a rather tough demeanor.

Lin Chen smiled at the two of them: "What's wrong? You're both prisoners now, and he only has half his body left. You still don't dare to speak up? Do you want to end up like him?"

"I'll count to three. If you still don't answer, then you're no longer of any use and can be killed!"

Zhao Chihai suddenly spoke up: "His son, the Palace Master cares most about his son. He hopes to raise his son to succeed him as Palace Master in the future."

Lin Chen nodded: "Zhao Chihai, you answered quickly, one point. Gong Weihe, you were too slow."

Gong Weihe felt a deep resentment, but he was powerless to do anything about it.

Even the temple master was crippled, so what am I?
The meat is on the chopping board; its life or death is no longer in its own hands!
Lin Chen turned his head and stared at Feng Zhiyin: "Tell me now who the White-Clad Blood Envoy is, and I can promise you that I can rescue your son. Otherwise, once you're dead, do you think they'll still care about your son's life or death? Of course, if they don't kill him, I can help."

Feng Zhiyin's eyes were bloodshot: "Is your Celestial Palace really this despicable?"

Lin Chen chuckled nonchalantly: "To deal with despicable people, you naturally have to be despicable yourself. Otherwise, if you're despicable and we're noble, wouldn't you be the ones taking advantage of us?"

Feng Zhiyin shook his head: "I... I'll die if I say it!"

Lin Chen narrowed his eyes slightly: "You'll die? What methods did the White-Clad Blood Envoy use on you that prevent you from saying anything?"

Feng Zhiyin thought for a moment, then finally nodded: "Yes!"

(End of this chapter)