"I know about this..."

"Mrs. Chang, you know? Then quickly tell us what's going on." Huli made Huayan feel like she didn't know what world she was living in. Last night, she even dreamed that she had crossed over to a post-apocalyptic world, where there were only zombies and bio-beasts.

"Miss, listen to me carefully. If someone's body is cold, then they must not be human! My grandmother used to say that those advanced zombies look exactly like humans, except their bodies are as cold as ice, different from normal people." Mrs. Chang paused for a moment, then suddenly laughed, "But my grandmother also said something at the end, something that only appears in dramas..."

After a moment's pause, Huayan also suddenly laughed, cursing herself for having too much leisure time to think about things on another level.

In an instant, Mrs. Chang thought of something and slapped her head, saying, "Look at me, I was so focused on talking that I forgot about the main thing. There's a guest downstairs who wants to see Miss."

"Oh, I'll go down immediately." Huayan wondered who would come to see her so early.

Going downstairs, she saw her father and the eccentric boss staring at each other intensely, like fighting roosters. But in reality, it was clear that the eccentric boss was just cooperating with her father, who truly seemed eager to chase him away with a broom.

"Dad, I'll talk business with this fabric merchant. You work hard to continue managing the store." Huayan mischievously broke the tense atmosphere and looked at her father, requesting to handle the matter herself. Softening her heart, she said, "Alright, go ahead. Call me if you need anything." Her father gave a deep look at Mr. Yang and then lowered his head to attend to the goods on the counter.

Mr. Yang looked at Huayan's father's uneasy demeanor and muttered to himself, realizing that he could also be mistaken when judging people. Just now, her father's gaze was like lightning in a heavy rain, sending shivers down one's spine.

Huayan thought he would take her to a teahouse or restaurant until she saw the bustling crowd on the antique and jade street, realizing they were heading back to his small shop. She thought to herself that this boss's negotiating style was quite intriguing.

As they neared their destination, Mr. Yang anxiously kept an eye on the rearview mirrors. Sitting in the passenger seat, Huayan asked, "Is someone following us?" She was about to turn around to check.

Mr. Yang suddenly stopped her, saying, "Don't look back. I'm not sure who they are yet. Be careful not to alert them."

"Could it be your enemies coming for you? And I'm just coincidentally dragged into this mess because of you?" She was already annoyed with his inexplicable fixation on her, and now she found herself in such a tense situation. Huayan said indignantly.

Mr. Yang weakly smiled without arguing, driving with one hand and making a call with the other. "We're almost there, but there seems to be a problem. It seems like we're being followed. Did you manage to catch the person trailing us? Are they from the drug cartel? Sort it out and call me back." After hanging up the phone, Mr. Yang asked Huayan, "Is there anywhere you want to go? Today, I'll be your free chauffeur."

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"You decide." Upon careful consideration, she realized the situation might not be as simple as it seemed. It was better to let him handle it, and she would cooperate.

Huayan's calm and instinctive ability to assess the situation impressed Mr. Yang, and he made up his mind to recruit this promising talent into his team.

After half an hour of driving, a ringing sound suddenly came from the car. Mr. Yang quickly answered the phone, furrowing his brows in annoyance, "Why haven't you caught the other party yet? And now you've lost track of them?"

At this moment, Huayan's phone also rang. Surprisingly, it was from an unknown number. Answering it, she heard the voice of a stranger, slightly anxious, asking, "Miss Huayan, where are you now? Are you in danger?" Huer felt utterly disappointed in himself. Huli entrusted him to protect Huayan as if she were his own, thinking there would be no danger in this small town. He lived in the house opposite hers, didn't sleep a wink last night, and in the morning, everything seemed calm. Just as he relaxed, Huayan disappeared.

After spending several red bills on several fruit knife vendors at the closest fruit stall to Cloud Pavilion, he finally learned which car Huayan took and which direction she went.

Shortly after tailing the car, several others, specially trained, intercepted him. Now Huer couldn't help but wonder if he was going to let his master down this time. After thinking it over, he couldn't accept it and fought back, using all his strength to finally escape from the danger zone.

In this special situation, Huer had to go against Huli's orders and called Huayan. He wanted to know if she was in danger.

Inside the car, amidst the absence of noise, Mr. Yang on the side also heard Hu'er's question. He had forgotten his own phone, still not disconnected, placed aside, holding his breath and not missing a single word.

"Who are you?" Huayan asked, puzzled.

"My master's name is Huli, and I'm the bodyguard left by my master to protect Miss Huayan. My name is Hu'er."

Hearing this, Mr. Yang glared at Huayan with resentment, thinking it was a false alarm blown out of proportion. He also blamed Huayan for not realizing that the person following them was this one.

Seeing Mr. Yang's expression, Huayan couldn't help but feel unfairly treated, even more so than Dou E. Huli hadn't even told her about Hu'er's existence, so how could she possibly have thought of this situation with her developed brain? However, she needed to confirm whether what Hu'er said was true.

"You're the one providing this information. I can't confirm its veracity without hearing from Huli himself. Call Huli and put him on the line for me."

There was silence on the other end for a few seconds before Hu'er said, "Miss Huayan, our master is currently abroad?"

"I could interpret that as your guilty excuse."

"Then, have you not said whether there's any danger? Where are you now?" Hu'er guessed that Huayan wasn't in danger since she could listen to the phone call so leisurely. But he remembered the serious look in his master's eyes that night and dared not be careless. He had to hear from Huayan's own lips that she was safe before he could relax.

"I'm with a friend. You don't need to worry."

"Then please wait. Let me hang up and contact the master first." Huayan didn't tell him her current location. She figured it was best to be cautious until she confirmed his identity.

"Alright."

As the call ended, Mr. Yang finally spoke, "Girl, do you also not know that such a person exists?" After listening for a while, Mr. Yang realized that Huayan might know Huli but didn't know he had left behind this bodyguard.

"I just found out. And it seems like your phone hasn't been disconnected?" Huayan glanced at Mr. Yang's phone and remarked.

Looking down, he indeed saw that the call with Lao Qiao was still on. He quickly answered, "Stop scolding me. I have a situation here. And the person who was following us just now might be one of our own? Not ours, but that girl's bodyguard... Yes, I just found out that despite her seemingly inconspicuous appearance, that girl has her own bodyguard... Lao Qiao, can you figure out the situation? That's someone else's bodyguard. Don't just think about expanding the team whenever you see a good prospect."