Ye Xiao finally understood why Ling Hengyu never believed Xiong Daoliang would be harmful to him. Xiong Daoliang always spoke with a smile, seeming as if he never got angry, treating people very kindly, always displaying an unhurried demeanor.
Hypocrisy—this was Xiong Daoliang.
When Ye Xiao heard Xiong Daoliang's words, he smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Xiong, you really think highly of me, but I'm sorry, I cannot help you. I am just a minor bodyguard, after all. If my employer is in danger, I'll step up to shield them!"
"Shield?" Xiong Daoliang, hearing Ye Xiao's words, suddenly burst into laughter, his smile full of contempt as he said, "You think you can block it?"
Ye Xiao shrugged his shoulders and said, "If I can block it, great. If not, well, I still have to step up, after all, I'm paid to avert disasters for others."
"Well said. It seems that anyone who hires you as a bodyguard is indeed fortunate," said Xiong Daoliang.
