Ch2 - Newcomer

Chapter 2: Newcomer

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And so, the professional assassin, cold and cool, became an amateur bodyguard, without any resemblance to an ‘o’ in either cool or cold.

It was just…

“Since I’m a bodyguard, why do I have to take care of you too?” The assassin followed Zhao Hua’s order and pushed his wheelchair out to bask in the sun while muttering complains.

“You have been a guard for more than half a month, have you caught any assassin yet?” Zhao Hua asked calmly. 

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“No.” The assassin’s voice was a bit small.

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“But you still take my money and eat my rice, aren’t you ashamed of yourself?” Zhao Huai didn’t bother to answer and kept posing one guilt-provoking question after another, at the same time, didn’t forget to lazily raise his hand and signaled the assassin to turn him around so he could face the sun more comfortably.

“Nope.” The assassin answered out of reflex, but then seeing Zhao Huai’s apathetic stare, he reluctantly changed his tone, “Alright, just a bit, only a little bit. But how come I don’t see other bodyguards in charge of taking care of you?”

“Because you’re a newcomer.” Zhao Huai lied without changing expression, “Newcomer should work hard and takes on more tasks.”

Huh, was that the case? The assassin looked at his new employer with suspicious eyes. However, this was his first time working a decent job so whether the employer spoke the truth or not, he could only accept it with a blue heart. 

“My legs are a little cold, go get a blanket.” The employer said.

The assassin disgruntedly strode into the house to grab a blanket and put it on the employer, then he couldn’t help curiously poking on the other’s thigh, “Can you still feel cold like this?”

Zhao Huai gave him a weird look, “Of course. My legs only got injured, not paralyzed.”

With how this employer sat on the wheelchair all day, he totally thought his legs were paralyzed. The assassin muttered in his head but dared not say it out loud, “Are both of your legs injured?” 

“No. Only one.” Zhao Huai stretched out his good leg and gave the assassin a kick, “This one is okay.”

“Okay is fine, what are you kicking me for?!” the aggrieved assassin glared at him. He took a few steps back but still asked curiously, “Then why are you sitting on the wheelchair all the time? Why not use crutches?”

“Because I’m lazy.” Zhao Huai answered without any hint of shame. The assassin was choked up and rolled his eyes.

On one hand, he secretly dissed his lazy master. But on the other hand, he couldn’t help thinking that if he had money like the employer, even if his legs were fully intact, he would still choose to sit in a wheelchair so he could order people to push him wherever he likes. 

However, with his current salary, even if he worked himself to death in next 200 years, he wouldn’t be able to make that much money.

“Go peel a pear for me, I’m thirsty.” The evilly rich employer continued to speak, the assassin had to hold in his bitterness and went peeling pear.