Bai Xuxu

Season 64 The Cult Master

The Caucasian man struck out with both palms, his legs raised high to kick Ming Zhitian.

Ming Zhitian dodged to the side and, with a low bow, returned over ten punches.

"Pa! ... Bang bang bang bang bang!..."

The Caucasian man called out, "Stopdog! Wait!"

Ming Zhitian paused. The Caucasian man, breathing heavily, shook his head slightly. "I am no match for you. Who exactly are you?"

"Ming Zhitian, and who might you be?"

The Caucasian man straightened, "I am Kemyer Dotodugu Riscaibroli."

Ming Zhitian's spirit immediately lifted. "You are the Broly cult leader."

Broly nodded. "Yes."

Ming Zhitian stepped forward, bowing respectfully. "Before this, I apologize for injuring some of your disciples. Secondly, I have a matter to request of you."

Broly frowned slightly. "Some? That was many."

Ming Zhitian gave an embarrassed smile. "Sorry, sorry, I'm very very sorry."

Broly sighed. "Never mind. I know you didn't try to kill them, or they would have gone to heaven already."

The two made peace and shared a simple meal.

Broly invited Ming Zhitian to his home as a guest, which Ming Zhitian gladly accepted.

Along the way, the two bodyguards in the car broke out in a cold sweat, knowing the Eastern powerhouse was beside them. Broly told them, "Relax, there's no need to be nervous. If Mr. Ming wanted to kill you, it would only take one move."

The two bodyguards exchanged a look and scratched their heads awkwardly.

Ming Zhitian asked eagerly, "Cult leader, forgive my impudence, but about the legend of the temporal rift."

Broly's eyes sparkled. "Oh? So that's the purpose of your visit?"

Ming Zhitian was relieved. "You do know of it."

Broly was very straightforward. "I have a condition."

Ming Zhitian did not hesitate at all. "What condition?"

Broly waved his hand. "No rush. Let's go to my home first. Let me fulfill my duties as a host."

The car arrived at an ancient castle, and the road became wider and wider.

Following Broly into the castle, the interior was very quiet. Despite the vast space, there were few people, only two maidservants and three male stewards.

Broly ordered a feast to be prepared, and Ming Zhitian took the opportunity to learn about the general culture of Swan Country.

In a short while, two maidservants pushed serving carts, placing dishes one by one on the dining table.

After opening the red wine, Broly made a gesture, inviting Ming Zhitian to try their main courses: Wellington steak and filet mignon.

Ming Zhitian picked up his knife and fork, took a small bite, then raised his glass for a sip of red wine, smiling. "It's very good."

After Broly also ate a small piece of steak, Ming Zhitian became impatient. "Cult leader, could you tell me about the legend of the temporal rift?"

Broly smiled, ordered the servants and bodyguards to withdraw, and then wiped his mouth with a napkin. kuAiδugg

"Since Mr. Ming is so anxious, I'll be brief. I need you to protect someone for a short period."

Ming Zhitian asked, "Who?"

Broly said, "The Norse goddess, from the Kaisa Royal Family, named Lina."

Ming Zhitian paid it no mind. "For how long?"

Broly thought for a moment. "Hmm... three... five days!"

Ming Zhitian agreed. "Deal."

Broly became serious. "Lina is recognized by the people of Swan Country as a Norse goddess. She is a descendant of the old king, and any harm to her is unacceptable. Recently, I received news that **** is very active and will take significant action against Swan Country in the coming days. However, Lina is scheduled for an inspection, and her personal bodyguard is the strongest from the Ice Country, Luo She Li Si..."