"What does it matter to you what I do? Even if I did something here, so what? I can handle it."
"You sure you can handle it?"
Kai Ruoqi narrowed his eyes, gripping the other person's hand a bit tighter.
The man gasped in pain.
"Are you sure there's no one backing Wen Mian? If her support finds out, do you think you can still get by here?"
The man stared at him, suspicious.
His eyes clearly questioned: How do you know Wen Mian has someone backing her?
But without saying a word, Kai Ruoqi still understood what the man meant.
"Those who can participate in this concert are definitely not simple, especially since she's the only young performer in the country. Do you believe she has no backing?"
In an instant, the man's silence made the entire room quiet down.
"I'll give you a chance. After all, we're all in the same profession. If you leave now, I won't pursue it, but I can't be sure what Wen Mian will think."
