Chapter 1291 — An Expert? A Bodyguard?
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
"Well... next time, perhaps? The company has rules; I'm not allowed to bring too many non-staff backstage. Otherwise — you come in first, and once your photo is taken and you've left, I could let your friends in?" Xu Shilan said, weighing her words.
"Then forget it — it's too much trouble, and I won't put you in a difficult position. We'll see if the chance comes along later." Wei Zhao could hear that she was not refusing him; it was simply that with company people around, the decision was not hers to make.
This was only natural. After all, backstage was not somewhere just anyone could wander into. Xu Shilan was a star, to be sure, and could smuggle in a person or two — but turning up all at once with a whole crowd would put her in a spot. So Wei Zhao did not press her.
"It isn't really such a trouble... Tell you what: you go on in first. When I leave, we'll find somewhere with no one about, and I'll take the photo with your friends outside." What Xu Shilan was thinking was this: Wei Zhao had done her such an enormous favor earlier that she would feel ill at ease unless she gave something in return. And his request was a simple one — nothing but a photograph. If she could not manage even that, Xu Shilan would feel truly guilty.
"That works too." Wei Zhao nodded. "I'll head over now, then."
Hanging up, Wei Zhao turned to Gu Mengyao, Xiao Shu and Tang Zhi in the back seat. "Xiaoxiao and I will go in first. You wait for me here in the car — too many people can't go backstage at once. Once Xu Shilan comes out shortly, you can have your picture taken with her, all right?"
"Fine. If it's too much trouble, just forget it — it's no big deal," Tang Zhi said with a nod.
At this, Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu raised no objection. After all, their guiding principle of late was to keep Feng Xiaoxiao happy; everything came first for Xiaoxiao, and they themselves did not mind at all. The chance to be photographed with Xu Shilan was not easily come by, it was true, but there was a good saying: so long as you are alive, there is hope. They were all still alive, all still young — but Xiaoxiao was different.
"Let's go, Xiaoxiao." Wei Zhao opened the car door, took Feng Xiaoxiao by the hand, and climbed out. This left Feng Xiaoxiao a little sheepish: no one else was allowed to go, and she alone held this privilege — a thought that, even as it thrilled her, made her feel faintly ashamed.
Feng Xiaoxiao knew full well why everyone was making allowances for her. She sighed and did not say much more.
Wei Zhao and Feng Xiaoxiao made their way back into the arena. By now every last fan had gone, and the place had recovered its former vast emptiness; apart from the staff cleaning up, no one remained.
At the head of the stairs on the first basement level, Wei Zhao and Feng Xiaoxiao found a man waiting there. The moment Wei Zhao's eyes fell upon him, they sharpened — not because he knew the man, but because the man was nothing less than an expert at the very peak of the late Xuan tier.
A fighter like this stood only a single step from the Earth tier — a rare sight in the mundane world, a rarity even among the great clans, and to be found in any number only among the hidden clans.