C12 Money Is Not Important!

At that moment, Soong Yang was side-on to Tai Shan, whose fist was barreling towards his temple.

Should Tai Shan's punch connect, Soong Yang would be lucky to escape with mere serious injuries—at worst, he could spend the remainder of his life in a vegetative state.

Tai Shan chalked up his earlier mishap to carelessness, believing Soong Yang had used petty tricks to bring him to his knees. Now was his chance to demonstrate his true power!

But just as his fist neared Soong Yang's head, he heard a calm voice say, "Scram."

Tai Shan's muscular frame instantly dropped to the ground in submission.

By then, Xia Zhentian had cast aside any doubts about Soong Yang's capabilities. Unprepared as he was, Tai Shan found himself kneeling just as before.

With such skills, Soong Yang was more than qualified to be Xia Yumeng's personal bodyguard!

Meanwhile, Tai Shan was visibly shaken, the force of his kneel taking a toll on him.

He had thrown his full force at Soong Yang, only to have it recoil upon himself. Struggling to rise, he realized he had damaged his leg bone.

Soong Yang, on the other hand, was quietly relieved. He had narrowly avoided the blow, reacting just in time to dodge the punch that could have left him sprawled on the ground.

The live broadcast's viewership soared as the audience witnessed four successive kneels, flooding the channel of the formidable man.

Today had been an eye-opener—if these four kneels were mere coincidence, everyone might as well try their luck with the lottery!

At that point, Xia Zhentian gestured dismissively, and two servants hurried over to drag the kneeling Tai Shan out of the courtyard.

Afterward, Xia Zhentian addressed Soong Yang, "Mr. Soong Yang, as of today, you are my daughter's personal bodyguard. Name your price."

Xia Zhentian's shift from 'kid' to 'Mr.' was swift and telling.

He was a man who knew when to seize an opportunity; having seen Soong Yang's prowess, he was eager to bring him into his fold.

Upon hearing his words, Soong Yang offered a smile and proposed an unexpected condition. "I don't need money. Truthfully, money isn't important to me. What matters is that I've taken a liking to your daughter."

Xia Zhentian was taken aback. Moments ago, Soong Yang had compelled Tai Shan to kneel four times, and now he was refusing any payment to serve as Xia Yumeng's personal bodyguard.

Such a departure from the norm convinced Xia Zhentian that Soong Yang was no ordinary man, and his esteem for him grew. "If that's your decision, I won't refuse. I trust you'll keep my daughter safe. Should she step out of line, come to me directly, and I'll handle it," he said.

Soong Yang gave a curt nod. He hadn't quite gotten over Xia Zhentian's earlier disdain. He was not one to hold a grudge, but neither was he someone to swallow an insult without reaction. His demeanor towards Xia Zhentian remained cool.

Xia Zhentian interpreted all this as the bearing of a true master.

Meanwhile, the comments in the live broadcast room were streaming in nonstop. "The anchor considers wealth as nothing but soil, all to guard the most precious blossom in his heart!" "I'm eager to see the anchor's future actions. Don't disappoint me."

It was then that Soong Yang spoke up, "Mr. Xia, it's time we discuss my duties. I'm eager to get started."