Jiang Shu was worried that there might still be disciples of the mechanical group at large, concerned that they could regroup and continue to target his associates, but that hadn't happened.
In fact, putting aside his paranoia and thinking objectively, there were at most three or four members of the mechanical group left, possibly even only one or two. They lacked both manpower and equipment, and executing another abduction near Zone D would be a case of wishful thinking.
Tuesday passed by quickly, and by seven in the evening, Jiang Shu, dressed in a suit, was already waiting backstage.
He didn't have an agent, so he had brought Su Xiaoou along as his temporary agent and magic assistant.
They were sitting in what seemed to be a dressing room, with each seat equipped with a large mirror in front.
"It's seven o'clock, when are you going on stage?" Su Xiaoou asked.
