Top-class Bodyguard

At that moment, the person sitting at the long table spoke.

"Primordial Emperor, it seems there are still a few people you've invited who haven't arrived."

"They're too busy; whether they come or not," replied the Primordial Emperor, smiling faintly, "but it's okay, the few of us here are enough."

"Emperor, if there are fewer people, won't the game be boring?" a man said with a smile.

"You've reminded me. In that case, let's just grab a few more people."

The moment the words fell, the expert sitting there felt his body freeze, as if he was glued to his chair, unable to move.

What's happening?

Fear flashed in his eyes, and in the next instant, Ren Feng and several surrounding experts felt their bodies uncontrollably moving toward the long table!

"Move further away!"

Ren Feng reacted swiftly, pushing Long Yue towards the distance as he felt the suction force. He flew towards an empty chair, and the force pressed him onto the chair.

Bang, bang, bang!

The other individuals felt the same; at that moment, they all sensed the chairs had a terrifying energy pulling them, making it impossible to escape.

"What's going on?"

"Damn, it's ghostly!"

An expert's eyes flashed with anger, a hatchet appeared in his right hand, and he fiercely chopped it towards the chair behind him!

However, before the hatchet could land, a surge of energy erupted from the chair and directly knocked the hatchet away.

"Fuck!"

The expert cursed and swung the hatchet at the table!

With a clunk, a gap appeared on the long table.

At that moment, Ren Feng, who was sitting, suddenly noticed a flash of anger in the eyes of the man known as the Primordial Emperor, but it was just a fleeting moment.

Ren Feng felt as though he had an illusion; just now, the Primordial Emperor was not like these shadowy figures but rather a real person like them!

The expert wanted to act, but the next moment, his hatchet disappeared without a trace, leaving him unable to move except for his arm. A trace of fear appeared in his eyes as a feeling of submission from inside out made him panic!

"Emperor, where are the people you mentioned?"

A woman giggled and asked.

"Just assume they're here," the Primordial Emperor said with a smile, "let's start the poetic challenge, if you win, there will be rewards, but if you lose, there will be punishments."

"Of course," said the refined scholar with a smile, "I'm just curious, if we win, what would the Emperor be willing to give?"

"Naturally, something good."

The Emperor smiled slightly, "I'll start as usual. The horses fly as we depart from appreciating flowers."

The woman sitting next to him chimed in with a laugh, "The horses fly, and the lightness of alcohol is felt."

"The lightness of alcohol, awakened when dusk comes," the refined gentleman said with a smile.

Following the sequence, it soon came to the expert who initially chopped the table with a hatchet. This was a Caucasian man who looked around at the others and then at the Primordial Emperor, his eyes filled with panic.

How could he understand this? Such a poetic challenge is only understood by Huaxia people.

The nearby experts watched this scene, their hearts feeling strange as the shadowy figures mingled with real people drinking together, creating an eerie atmosphere.

"Emperor, why are you stopping the poetic challenge at an empty chair? Can't Profound Mystery Zhenren truly come?"

A woman giggled.

"No problem, someone will naturally take his place," said the Primordial Emperor with a smile, "If you can't answer, there will be a punishment."

While speaking, he seemed to be looking at the expert, and for some reason, the expert felt the air around him grow extremely oppressive.

He opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word.

"Emperor, why not have Profound Mystery Zhenren transmit a message over? Perhaps he can catch up with this game."

Another man smiled and suggested.

"No need, let's skip."

The Primordial Emperor said, and as his words fell, the expert felt a shock throughout his body, before flipping his eyes and falling towards the ground.

The surrounding experts watching the long table were shocked, including Ren Feng and the others who were previously seated in chairs; fear marked their eyes.

This person, is he dead?

Long Yue also looked at this scene in disbelief, what is happening?

No one reacted; experts in the distance swallowed their saliva as they looked at the long table with fear.

Those remaining seated in chairs fell silent.

Is this punishment... death?

"Awakened when dusk comes, appreciate flowers as you return," said an elderly man next in line, "It's my turn again, picking lotus at the Green Willow Ferry."

"At the Green Willow Ferry, a new poem,"

The experts at the long table all felt their hearts shaking, realizing that they were entirely unable to do this kind of reversible poetry.

They wanted to escape but felt their seats wouldn't budge, trapped in place as they waited their turn to come.

The experts fell one by one without any exception, as if their souls were suddenly taken away, while the others at the table remained oblivious, laughing and chatting.

They might not be real, but the surrounding experts saw the contrasting scene as liveliness mixed with death, causing a chill deep within!

Long Yue felt her heart fluttering nervously; the poetic challenge was nearing Ren Feng's turn.

"How about this, I'll make it harder," said the woman sitting next to Ren Feng, laughing, "Fragrant lotus, emerald water moves with a cool breeze, just follow with the next line."

"Isn't that a bit simple?"

The refined gentleman smiled and asked.

"Too hard?" the woman chuckled, "Your next line can also be reversed."

Reversed?

The refined gentleman thought for a moment, his face changing instantly, "Isn't that quite challenging, miss?"

Meanwhile, the surrounding experts were bewildered, and Long Yue looked anxious, why did the difficulty increase at Ren Feng's turn?

This sentence, reversed, becomes "Cool breeze moves with water, fragrant lotus," meaning Ren Feng must come up with a fitting verse that works both forwards and backwards.

Ren Feng felt his heart pounding vigorously; he sensed the Primordial Emperor's gaze seemed to fall upon him.

He doubted he would face the same fate as the previous individuals if he failed!

At that moment, Ren Feng's mind spun rapidly, time seemed to slow.

It took nearly ten seconds, and the Primordial Emperor smiled as he spoke, "Let's skip—"

"Water moves, cool breeze, summer day long!"

At that moment, Ren Feng practically shouted out loudly!

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