At this moment, Song Lin was the happiest woman in the world, stepping one step at a time towards the stage. There, she would receive the highest honor in the entertainment industry. Her tear-filled eyes were searching for Zhang Ziwen hidden behind the stage. Can you hear me? I have received the highest honor for a female artist. Did you see me? I am walking towards the podium. Where are you? Song Lin was eager to share her immense joy and glory with the man she loved. She could not see Zhang Ziwen, but he could see her, he could sense her palpable excitement, but it was not a moment for him to be elated. His eyes were fixed cautiously on the crowd below, the scent of danger was strong, he could feel the lurking threat of death...