The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

Chapter 2403: Well, Isn’t That Nice? You Aren’t Even Trying to Hide It Anymore!

Sea God Sect Camp.

Everyone’s expression was heavy, moving cautiously, speaking in hushed tones, a heavy atmosphere enveloping the entire camp.

They lost!

In the North Sea, on their own territory, they lost to the Three Sects. Their previous expansion plans had to be halted, and not only that, the Three Sects would start spreading their faith here, and they couldn’t initiate an attack. They could only watch helplessly as the Three Sects spread their faith and competed for followers with the Sea God Sect.

In the large tent, Lorvian Randall’s expression was as cool as water.

Seated in the primary position was Vice Sect Hierarch Crispin Valentine. His face was slightly pale, lips bloodless, and he appeared very weak.

He fought with The Wither-Bloom Sage and lost decisively, without suspense.

A unilateral thrashing!

He launched a furious attack, causing great trouble for The Wither-Bloom Sage. However, this attack awakened the Heart Demon that The Wither-Bloom Sage had been suppressing. The demonized sage’s killing intent surged, and his combat power soared, directly blasting away most of Crispin Valentine’s body.

If it weren’t for Crispin Valentine using a Secret Technique to escape, he would likely have been killed on the spot by The Wither-Bloom Sage, both physically and spiritually obliterated!

Having lost the showdown, Crispin Valentine reviewed all the battles and shifted the blame for the loss onto Lorvian Randall.

"I said back then, you were already injured in the first match, you should have let Wesley take the second match. But you insisted on going yourself and ended up losing. We eventually lost the contest three to four. If we could have won the second match, we might even have won the contest four to two by the sixth match... How are you going to bear this responsibility?"

Lorvian Randall calmly retorted: "It’s true I was injured, but not severely. My Combat Power wasn’t significantly affected. I lost because Profound River used the Dragon Mountain Secret Art, greatly increasing his combat power. If Wesley had gone, he would have been unable to withstand it and would have lost too!"

"If you still think he could win, then let’s have him fight me now. I’m more injured than before. Let’s see if he can beat me!"

"If he can win, then I won’t be the Saint Heir anymore, I’ll bear the responsibility!"

Nearby, Wesley looked eager to try, but Lorvian Randall didn’t glance at him once.

Crispin Valentine looked at Wesley, but ultimately did not agree.

He had seen the combat power Lorvian Randall unleashed, and he knew. It’s just that originally injured Lorvian Randall met Profound River, who was fighting desperately, and it wasn’t undeserved.

If Wesley challenged Lorvian Randall, it’s highly likely Lorvian Randall would still win. Then not only would it humiliate Wesley, but Crispin himself would lose face too.

He wasn’t truly standing up for Wesley; he just wanted to shift the blame. After all, he was the overall in-charge of this event, and losing the contest meant he had to bear responsibility.

Before departing, the Sect Hierarch repeatedly warned him not to lose, or else it would affect the Sect Hierarch’s grand plans. Now everything was ruined.

He was very anxious.

Although he was the Vice Sect Hierarch, he had no standing in front of the Sect Hierarch.

A scapegoat was needed!

Crispin Valentine sneered, "You fought with Profound River, and you only lost narrowly. Then tell me, why didn’t you use the Sea Tide Pearl during the fight?"

Lorvian Randall’s expression remained unchanged as he calmly replied: "Using the Sea Tide Pearl would disperse the Spiritual Power. It’s not the more magical treasures you use simultaneously, the greater the power."

Crispin Valentine sneered: "At this point, you’re still lying. The massive Spiritual Power of the Sea Tide Pearl was absorbed by a woman, rendering it unusable, wasn’t it?"

Lorvian Randall’s face slightly changed, but he quickly regained his composure.

He had instructed those around him to keep this matter confidential, but Crispin Valentine knew about it, meaning only one explanation: Crispin Valentine had planted someone around him!

Otherwise, how would Crispin Valentine have known?

Lorvian Randall calmly answered: "It was an accident. Furthermore, in the fight with Profound River, I don’t believe using the Sea Tide Pearl could have turned the tide."

Crispin Valentine coldly stated: "If the woman were merely attractive, I might even believe you fell for someone and acted foolishly. But as far as I know, that woman is already taken. Her man is Carson Flores, who saved the Three Sects Disciple during the sea assault and has now apprenticed under Floating Cloud..."

Lorvian Randall’s expression subtly changed: "What do you want to say?"

Crispin Valentine’s gaze was cold and sharp: "On the eve of a major battle, you lent the sect’s precious Sea Tide Pearl, which greatly enhances your combat power, to someone from the Three Sects. It resulted in the Sea Tide Pearl being depleted of Spiritual Power, rendering it unusable and ultimately leading to your loss. I just want to ask, Lorvian Randall, what were your intentions?"

Lorvian Randall suddenly turned pale. He finally understood Crispin Valentine’s purpose.

He aimed to place all the blame on him, making him responsible for the defeat!

"Stop slandering me!"

A gleam of satisfaction appeared in Crispin Valentine’s eyes. This was the effect he wanted. By disclosing this in front of everyone, the blame naturally fell on Lorvian Randall!

Crispin Valentine didn’t care about the truth!

As long as he could saddle Lorvian Randall with the blame, it was enough!

The most ingenious part was that everything Crispin Valentine said was true, leaving Lorvian Randall with no room for rebuttal.

"You accuse me of falsehoods, but tell me, which part of what I said is false?"

Looking at Crispin Valentine’s smug expression, Lorvian Randall suddenly didn’t feel like arguing anymore.

He understood that Crispin Valentine merely wished to pin the blame on him.

Fearful of the Sect Hierarch’s wrath, he wanted Lorvian Randall to take responsibility.

Could using the Sea Tide Pearl really have secured victory?

No!

Lorvian Randall knew best how the Sea Tide Pearl would perform. Profound River was shielded by a magical treasure that wasn’t weaker than the Sea Tide Pearl. The power of the Sea Tide Pearl couldn’t affect Profound River, who was desperately using the Dragon Mountain Secret Art.

In that instant, Profound River couldn’t be stopped by his Carp Dragon Realm self.

In the fourth match, wasn’t Floating Cloud of the Dragon Mountain Sect also using a Secret Technique to instantly boost his strength and turn the tides in his favor?

Though Lorvian Randall had no guilt, he knew that with the matter blowing up, he’d likely have to shoulder this blame.

Proud by nature, understanding Crispin Valentine’s scheme, Lorvian Randall decided not to speak further.

True, he lost a match and indeed held some responsibility. If Crispin wanted to lay all the blame on him, then so be it.

As Lorvian Randall was about to fall silent, a Sea God Sect Disciple entered to report.

"There’s a disciple from the Dragon Mountain Sect at the door looking for the Saint Heir..."

Dragon Mountain Sect Disciple?

Everyone’s gaze instantly fell on Lorvian Randall’s face, eyes filled with various emotions, while Crispin Valentine’s eyes sparkled: "What’s the Dragon Mountain Sect disciple’s name?"

"He said his name is Carson Flores."

Crispin Valentine sneered, turning his head: "Lorvian Randall, you’re quite something, not even avoiding suspicion. What else do you have to say now?"