The Beautiful CEO’s Close Bodyguard

The Old Gang Leader glared at Feng Luo, with a look of blaming Feng Luo for being indiscreet. Feng Luo pursed her lips, thinking it couldn’t be her fault, as the old soldier had brought it upon himself.

Besides, she hadn’t expected such a coincidence that the Prince would come. Since the Prince would be here, she wouldn’t miss this good opportunity.

As the saying goes, when luck is good, even a sip of water is sweet, but when luck is bad, even a sip of water gets stuck in your teeth!

"Commander Zhang, I ask you, who decreed the Three Baptisms?" The Prince glared at Commander Zhang and asked.

Commander Zhang knelt on the platform, lowered his head, and dared not answer.

Seeing him remain silent, the Prince raised his eyes and looked around at the soldiers, "Is there anyone among you who can tell me what the Three Baptisms are?"

Not a sound could be heard.

The people present didn’t dare to take a breath; besides the howling sea wind in their ears, they could almost hear their own heartbeats.

"None of you know?" The Prince’s voice seemed calm but was filled with intense anger.

At this moment, anyone who stepped forward to speak would be asking for death.

"Very well, at this moment all of you have become mute, and not a single one dares to step forward and report."

The Prince’s gaze swept around and finally landed on the old soldier, "You, step out."

The old soldier trembled as he stood out, beads of sweat on his forehead, "Your Highness."

"Speak, who instituted the Three Baptisms? Who gave you the courage to use such lowly means in the military camp under my eyes?"

"Your Highness, this humble one knows his guilt, this humble one knows his guilt, I couldn’t stand them bullying Your Highness, so I wanted to vent anger for Your Highness."

It had been better not to say that because upon hearing it, the Prince’s face turned angrier, "Oh, you want to vent anger for me? How was I wronged by the Beggar Gang?"

"It seems that you all know about the Three Baptisms, and I’m the only one unaware. You dared to treat a loyal and faithful servant willing to serve the court in this manner! Guards!"

The Prince almost roared, "Since you can distinguish so clearly between the Beggar Gang and yourselves, then today I will distinguish for you! Any Beggar Sect Disciple who joins the military camp will have their salary doubled, while non-Beggar Sect Disciple salaries will be halved."

He paused, the anger in his heart was hard to quell, never knowing that such an infuriating custom existed in the camp he commanded.

"Remove Commander Zhang from his position."

The Prince pondered for a moment, then ordered, "I will have this matter investigated. Anyone who initiated or advocated this will be severely punished!"

"I convened you here tonight not just to investigate the Three Baptisms. Coming to this military camp, everyone is like brothers in the same boat. If you form cliques, discriminate, and impose unwritten rules like the Three Baptisms on recruits, your fate will be the same as Commander Zhang—removed from your position, expelled from the military, and treated as deserters!"

The Prince’s voice was powerful, echoing through every corner of the camp. No one present dared to take a deep breath.

Feng Luo scoffed suddenly, full of disdain for the Prince’s words.

The Prince glanced sideways at Feng Luo, "Miss Feng Luo seems to have an opinion on my words?"

Feng Luo sneered, "I’m not daring to have an opinion, but I truly wish to let you all experience what the flavor of the Three Baptisms is like!"

"Insolence!" A deputy general standing beside the Prince glared at Feng Luo. He had long disliked her, thinking that the camp had always been fine, with nothing wrong, but since Feng Luo came, such a huge problem occurred, even leading to Commander Zhang’s demotion.

"Am I wrong? If they don’t experience what this is like, how will they understand the feelings and pain of those people then?"

Feng Luo looked seriously at the man, "I think you are most suitable to try it. Then you can experience their Heart Sutra and tell the Prince how it feels!"

The vice general’s face darkened, "I, a vice-general of the Daye Country and beside the Prince He Shuo, to be treated like a guinea pig? Even if I am willing, you couldn’t afford me!"

Feng Luo laughed, "What’s unaffordable? Even if you’re a big vice-general, don’t you eat grains and have emotions? What, you’re not human because you’re a vice-general?"

"How bold of you!"

"I think you’re the one being bold!" Feng Luo sneered, "You’re showing off in front of the Prince, claiming you’re a vice general and others don’t deserve to use you. Back in the day, even your Prince tested drugs for the Emperor as a guinea pig. What, do you consider yourself greater than your own Prince?"

The vice-general, upon hearing this, glared fiercely at Feng Luo, then immediately turned to apologize to the Prince, "Forgive me, Your Highness, that wasn’t my intention, don’t listen to the demoness’s nonsense."

"Enough, I know what you are after, but Miss Feng Luo is right; some processes you must experience personally to understand."

As the Prince’s words finished, the vice-general grew somewhat worried, thinking the Prince might really listen to Feng Luo and have him test it?

With this thought, he suddenly felt a piercing gaze shoot towards him.

"Vice General Liu, why don’t you give it a try?" The Prince said in a deep voice.

Vice General Liu, the one who had just retorted to Feng Luo, listened as his name was called by the Prince, immediately filled with regret. He had really spoken out of turn just now! The bird that sticks its head out gets shot! Great, now it’s upon his head!

Feng Luo’s lips curled into a cold smile, "Apart from this vice-general, I also suggest letting Commander Zhang and those who made us perform the Three Baptisms taste what it is like!"

The Prince pondered for a moment and lightly nodded, "Approved!"

Being spat on is still tolerable enough, just a matter of losing face and washing clothes, but drinking someone’s foot wash is outright humiliation, let alone crawling between legs! What man could take that!

But nobody dared defy the Prince’s orders; they had to comply, and after enduring those Three Baptisms, their faces changed, with some even running to the side to vomit uncontrollably.

Seeing how they themselves couldn’t tolerate it, Feng Luo scoffed coldly, "Your Highness, this is only the beginning for them, and they can’t take it. But this is how they treated the Beggar Sect Disciples, imagining how they endured for these three years!"

Chu Ge pressed his lips gently, standing behind the Old Gang Leader, listening to Feng Luo’s words. He knew Feng Luo was the type who would repay any loss she suffered, and doubly so.

Having them undergo only the Three Baptisms was definitely not satisfying for Feng Luo, but looking at the increasingly grim expression on the Prince’s face, if Feng Luo continued to make a scene, perhaps the outcome wouldn’t be favorable.