The bodyguards, uniformly dressed, nearly identical in height, were all clad in black suits with wireless Bluetooth earpieces in their ears, exuding an impressive air.
At this moment, Su Chen finally saw the Lady Diana he had long anticipated.
At this time, Lady Diana was facing away from him, adorned in an extravagant dark green pouf dress, her waist so slender that it defied a firm grip, and her hair piled high on top of her head.
Just from seeing her silhouette, Su Chen felt much more relieved.
Indeed, just as he had guessed, a woman who could marry into a wealthy family could not possibly be lacking in external attributes.
However, just as Su Chen was quietly rejoicing, Lady Diana finally turned around.
When Su Chen caught sight of Diana's face, he was struck as if by lightning!
Because Lady Diana appeared to be...
At least over fifty years old!
Her face already bore deep wrinkles.
Had it not been for Su Chen's sense of professional integrity, he might have turned around and left.
Indeed, Lang Sha had not deceived Su Chen; Lake Lang Sha indeed favored whoever offered more money.
This Diana was clearly a middle-aged woman!
No, calling her a middle-aged woman was an understatement; with Su Chen's age, he should probably call her grandma.
My once-glorious reputation, ah.
At this moment, Su Chen had cursed Lang Sha a thousand times over in his heart for setting him up with an old grandma.
"Are you the Death God?" The distinguished elderly lady unexpectedly spoke fluent Huaxia to Su Chen.
Since he was eventually going to show his face to Diana, it was natural for Diana to have learned about Su Chen's nationality in advance.
However, Su Chen did not expect Diana to be able to speak Huaxia.
"That's right." Su Chen nodded.
Then he said, "So, what's it going to be—do we dine, or what? Let's get started."
After discovering that Lady Diana was in fact an elderly woman, Su Chen was eager to complete the task and leave.
"No rush." Lady Diana's wrinkled face revealed a trace of a smile, then she gave a signal to the twenty bodyguards with her eyes.
Those twenty bodyguards immediately cast fierce glares at Su Chen.
Su Chen was startled, "What does this mean?"
"Of course, it's to confirm whether you are truly the Death God." Diana said.
Su Chen nodded; indeed, it was only reasonable for the other party to seek confirmation after paying so much.
Diana's intention was probably for him to defeat these twenty bodyguards.
These bodyguards were mostly retired Special Soldiers.
Let's be clear, they were retired Special Soldiers, not just retired soldiers.
Though only two words apart, the difference in strength between the two was like night and day.
Judging from the aura these individuals emitted, the weakest among them were at the Peak of the Mortal Realm!
Their physical qualities alone were terrifying.
Having been Special Soldiers, their combat skills should also not be underestimated.
Moreover, Su Chen's injuries were not yet fully healed.
But even so, it shouldn't be a big problem to deal with these bodyguards.
Finally, the first bodyguard made a move.
They had their pride too; despite knowing that anyone given such regard by Diana must be an expert among experts.
But as Special Soldiers, they did not rush in all at once.
And Su Chen didn't utter those showing-off words about not wasting time and to all come at him at once.
Although, he was capable of facing twenty bodyguards at the same time.
It was still a black bodyguard, his attack plain and without flourish—a punch aimed straight at Su Chen's face.
But don't underestimate this punch, these people were trained in force-generation techniques.
Coupled with their status as being at the Peak of the Mortal Realm, which meant their fists were already filled with the force of an ox, and with the addition of special force-generation methods, this punch carried the weight of one and a half oxen!
What kind of power is this?
It could easily turn bricks into dust with a punch.
Su Chen did not take the punch head on but instead dodged to the side.
The attacker reacted quickly; though the first punch missed, the second came right after.
However, Su Chen's speed was unmatched by them.
The black bodyguard launched more than a dozen punches, yet failed to even graze the edge of Su Chen's clothes.
Seizing the moment when the black bodyguard missed a punch, Su Chen closed in on him, delivering a fierce elbow strike to the man's chest.
The nearly two-meter tall man staggered backward, ultimately plopping down onto the ground.
"You all go at once," Diana said impatiently, giving the order directly.
These bodyguards weren't completely unobservant; Su Chen's recent attack seemed simple, but in reality, it was highly effective.
His strength was certainly no less than theirs.
Immediately, alongside the downed bodyguard, twenty burly bodyguards launched a simultaneous attack on Su Chen.
Though it was twenty men, in reality, only about four or five could attack Su Chen at the same time.
For Su Chen, this was no pressure at all.
"Whoever lands a hit on him will be rewarded 10 million francs," Diana spoke again as the twenty bodyguards were unable to do anything to Su Chen.
Hearing Diana's words, the bodyguards' spirits surged as if injected with adrenaline.
10 million francs might sound extravagant, but it wasn't much.
Because 10,000 francs could only be exchanged for 41 Huaxia coins.
10 million francs was only equivalent to 410,000 Huaxia coins.
But don't forget, this sum was just the bonus they'd get for landing one punch on Su Chen.
What if they landed ten punches, or a hundred punches?
Keep in mind, their monthly salary was less than 50 million francs.
That means, just five punches on Su Chen would grant them the reward of a month's salary.
Seemingly feeling this wasn't thrilling enough, Diana continued, "If you can take him down, the reward is 100 million francs! Plus a sports car."
That was truly a generous offer.
The bodyguards howled as they lunged at Su Chen, but unfortunately, the gap between them and Su Chen was just too large.
In less than two minutes, they were all defeated by Su Chen, lying on the ground.
Su Chen stood proudly, his gaze fixed on Diana.
A trace of satisfaction flashed across Diana's face.
But it was just that—a trace.
If it were Death God, merely taking down her twenty bodyguards would mean nothing.
To understand, for a meetup with Death God, she had spent 15 million US Dollars.
"Come with me," Diana said indifferently, then turned to walk toward the staircase.
The gazes of the bodyguards defeated on the ground were filled with envy but also tinged with a hint of mockery.
Su Chen had a thought.
Perhaps, the test wasn't over yet?
Indeed, the moment his head barely peeked above the staircase, he quickly pulled back.
Because he saw at least twenty dark muzzles awaiting him above.
Joking aside, at such close quarters, facing twenty dark muzzles, even if he were Death God, he would have to kneel.
Diana stood on the second floor, her eyes playfully watching Su Chen, "What's wrong? Don't dare to come up?"
Su Chen's face twitched as he said, "I came for a date, not to die."