The text message was clear: "Be careful of Black Scorpion. Their target is Fan Bingbing, and they'll make their move at the stadium." That was the content of the message, and it forced Lin Kuang to be on high alert.
Black Scorpion again? Or was their real target Fan Bingbing all along, and I was just collateral damage? Lin Kuang considered this. No matter the answer, he had to be cautious.
Fine. Since you've come, you can all just stay here for good, Lin Kuang thought, a contemplative look in his eyes.
After a moment, Lin Kuang stood up and walked out of the dressing room, where two men responsible for protecting Fan Bingbing were standing guard. They remained silent as he emerged. After a quick glance to ensure they were alone, Lin Kuang asked in a low voice, "Are you two the only ones who came?"
The two men paused at his words. One of them spoke up, making no attempt to hide the truth. "No, sir. Eight others will be blending into the crowd to protect the young lady's safety."
