"Oh my God, I remember now. He's holding a concert in London."
Lin Li said, "I heard it'll be his last one, and he won't hold any more concerts after this... Old Wang, are you trying to buy his ticket? Does Messiah intend to use this concert to secretly gather among tens of thousands of fans?"
Old Wang laughed. "How could that be? The tickets sold out as soon as they were released. Trying to buy one now is simply wishful thinking..."
"But when the time comes, we can go backstage..."
Lin Li hesitated. "Uh, we can go backstage? You seemed to say before that he was holding this concert deliberately... Don't tell me..."
Old Wang nodded. "He's one of us."
Lin Li spat, completely stunned.
This was a global superstar, an unprecedented king of the music world, a peerless genius who seemed like an angel descended upon the earth.
"Is he your leader?" Lin Li glanced around and asked softly.
Old Wang shook his head, flagged down a taxi, and said, "Not here. Come with me first."
He took the three of them in a taxi, and an hour later they arrived in central London.
The three headed straight for the London O2 Arena, where a grand concert would be held three weeks later.
Banners hung everywhere, and all sorts of publicity had already begun building hype. Though the concert was still far away, the atmosphere was already fervent.
Many fans were there, hoping to see whether anyone was selling scalped tickets.
Without question, with three weeks still left before the concert, getting a ticket was nearly impossible.
Old Wang looked around and fixed his gaze on an enormous promotional poster outside the arena.
Many local fans had already signed their names on it.
The lower half of the