That night, in a late-night snack shop in Seoul, South Korea.
Shi Yihan, Fei Fei, and Leng Shuang'er were sitting around a table, and the atmosphere was somewhat tense.
Zhang Xian said he had to go out and take care of some business, but it had been some time and he had not returned yet. Leng Shuang'er had said something earlier about assassins and they were all somewhat worried.
"That guy wouldn't have run into trouble, would he?" Fei Fei looked at Leng Shuang'er.
Shi Yihan and the other three women also turned their eyes to Leng Shuang'er. Despite their frequent arguments with Zhang Xian, they had developed a rather comfortable relationship over time. The arguments were merely spices of life.
Leng Shuang'er said, "Zhang Xian is very powerful, we shouldn't worry. He should be back soon."
Shi Yihan looked at Leng Shuang'er but didn't feel reassured. She could tell that Leng Shuang'er wasn't so sure herself.
"Let's wait some more!" Fei Fei suggested.
