"Don't worship me. I'm just a legend!"
Su Ye.
No, Long Aotian waved a hand with aloof indifference.
He left them with the cold, detached sight of his retreating back.
Fans?
What were those supposed to be?
Could they increase my slaughter value?
Su Ye walked away without hesitation or a trace of attachment.
And yet.
Watching Long Aotian's cold, proud retreat, the fans froze for a moment, then all clasped their hands over their hearts.
"Ah, that's exactly the vibe!"
"He's so cool! I love him!"
"His movements are as sharp as a blade slicing through silk, his gaze is so icy it could freeze the northern lights, and that effortless bearing of a king... ah, I'm gonna faaaint!"
"Aotian Gege, you're the best! We'll always support you!"
They entered the venue without incident and headed straight backstage.
Xu Yinyin busied herself with final confirmations with the staff, then had her makeup and styling done.
Meanwhile, Su Ye and Jiang Zhishen stood outside the dressing room, bored and drinking cola.
Except...
Su Ye sighed helplessly.
"What are you staring at?"
Every time Jiang Zhishen took a sip of cola, he glanced at him.
Could he stop being so weird?
Jiang Zhishen took a fierce swig of cola.
"Old Su, I just don't get it. Why do all the good things happen to you?"
"Look at you! You're so handsome that even in disguise, you still attract a whole crowd of girls screaming that they want to have your babies."
"We're both bodyguards, so why do you get so many fans? Why don't I have any?"
"And another thing. We're both bodyguards, but you get to put your hand on Xu Yinyin's shoulder. I... man, it hurts!"
Su Ye smiled. He understood now.
The fans were beside the point.
Xu