How come I was the one being targeted?

"The Eight Leaves of the Flame Wheel are ranked only by age. I am not the chief, and you are not allowed to call me by such an embarrassing title." Pinching his chin with slender fingers, Bai Jun's attitude on this issue was quite perfunctory.

"Haha, I originally thought it was just that old storyteller talking nonsense again, but I didn't expect it to be true..." After getting the answer, his breath became weaker and weaker, but he couldn't stop smiling bitterly, but in the end it turned into a relieved smile: "Well, it's not unfair to die in your hands."

"I have controlled the strength well. You won't die in such a short time. You will have to pay for your sins in the prison." This was the only response. Bai Jun slowly walked to the wall, ready to take down Chi Ji.

Tanjia, who knew better than anyone the cruel treatment of heretics by Xianzhou, would rather die here than be captured.

He clenched the blade of the red thorn in his palm like a madman. With a shrill howl, the vitality in his body was sucked away by the red thorn. His arms gradually shriveled up like dead branches, and in his empty eye sockets, a red light was emitted like a vampire.

This series of actions was too crazy and too fast. Even though Bai Jun immediately took away Chi Ji, he was still one step too late.

"Tsk, this madman... I should have shot through his limbs with skyfire."

Bai Jun, who was already full of resentment about the Jinren Lane incident, was immediately furious when he saw this situation. If he had known this would happen, he would not have stopped just now in order to deliberately spare his life. Instead of dying in such a cowardly way, it would be better to let him vent his anger.

Bai Jun showed a helpless and disappointed expression, and looked down at Chi Ji who was silent in his arms.

"Brother, I've finished my side, how's yours? Ugh, what the hell is this?"

After dealing with the other secret believers of the Medicine King, Potio rushed over quickly after hearing the loud noise coming from this side. He saw the dried corpse nailed to the wall at a glance. This heavy-tasting scene made people feel somewhat physically uncomfortable.

He swallowed and asked tentatively: "Brother, did you do this?"

"What are you talking about? I don't have such bad taste..."

Bai Jun sighed, pulled out the long knife nailed to the wall, ignored the dried corpse that fell on the ground, and smashed the sword body of Chi Ji cleanly and neatly. He only took out its sword skeleton and sent it to Zhu Ming after returning.

The magic sword will drive people around it crazy. In order to avoid accidents along the way, Bai Jun can only smash it to pieces. This is the safest and most reliable method.

.................

"Thank you so much! Without your help, the consequences would be disastrous."

Behind the scenes of the concert, Robin, who had just finished a two-hour performance, rushed over without even taking off her makeup after hearing about this. She bowed her head and thanked Bai Jun and Potio with an apologetic look on her face.

"Haha, don't be such a big star. I was just following my brother's instructions on this operation. If we're talking about gratitude, he should be the one to thank, right, brother?"

"Don't listen to his nonsense. These are just our responsibilities. Besides, your security team has provided a lot of help, so there's no need to worry about it."

Poteo smiled carelessly and hugged the shoulders of the real hero tightly, while Bai Jun rolled his eyes, pushed Poteo away with his elbow in annoyance, and gave Robin an embarrassed smile.

Helen and the others were busy cleaning up the traces. Without their presence, the robin let down some of his idol airs, sighed in great loss, and his ear feathers drooped with his melancholy mood.

"But ultimately, the bad guys were coming for me...but the other people in the audience were innocent. How could I feel at peace if they got hurt?"

For an idol who only wants to convey the idea of ​​harmony and share hope, encountering such a sharp and pale conflict, which results in innocent fans and listeners being injured... or even killed, is something she can never accept.

But no matter where Robin goes, this kind of thing seems to happen again and again, so much so that she now begins to doubt the legitimacy of her actions.

"This group of Medicine King secret followers only want to create chaos and strife. They are acting solely for their own selfish desires. This situation was unavoidable, but it's fortunate that no one on the field was injured, so there's no need for you to blame yourself."

Bai Jun continued to comfort Robin, and passed the conversation to Potio who was standing beside him. The latter nodded and consoled him, "That's right, the previous Annihilation Gang was also a bunch of bastards. They would still do evil even if you, a big star, were there. So don't always take the blame for mistakes that aren't yours."

"I'm sorry, I did lose control of my emotions, but..."

The robin's slightly low words were interrupted by a warm hand on his head.

"Just drink it quickly. You look so sad. It's just a waste of time to think about it."

Bai Jun sighed and stuffed a bottle into her arms.

The robin was stunned for a moment before realizing that it was a bottle of honey jasmine tea, and it seemed to have been prepared long ago.

"Singing for two hours straight must be tiring. I feel like your voice is getting hoarse, so stop thinking about complicated things and just focus on resting."

Bai Jun rubbed the robin's hair, and when the robin realized that Bai Jun cared about him in his own way, an incredible emotion surged in his heart.

This was not the care that a subordinate or brother had shown her in the past, but the care that came from an equal position, that is, as a friend.

"Thank you...."

Faced with the care that he had not felt for a long time, those sky-blue eyes showed a little throbbing, and his mood was somewhat relieved.

Mr. Bai Jun always hides his gentle side... Although he seems a little casual on weekdays, he is always reliable at critical moments.

At this time, Helen seemed to have just received a phone call and rushed to Robin to talk about something, which should be other things about the concert, or the consolation from Shen Ce Mansion.

In short, Robin quickly gathered her composure and gave Bai Jun a gentle smile. "Then I'll go backstage to remove my makeup. I might need to trouble Mr. Bai Jun and Mr. Potiou this afternoon."

After watching her leave, Bai Jun wanted to find a place to send the sword skeleton away, but he unexpectedly found that Potio beside him had been looking at him with a thoughtful expression. This made Bai Jun's expression freeze, and he subconsciously took a few steps to the side.

"What's that expression on your face?"

"My dear, I suddenly feel that you and the big star are a perfect match." Potio rubbed his chin with emotion.

"What nonsense are you talking about..."

Chapter 73: When she smiles, it's definitely not a good thing (4k3)

The concert is still in full swing.

Mockingbird went to the dressing room to change into his clothes in preparation for the fan signing session in the afternoon.

At this time, Bai Jun and Potio couldn't continue to follow no matter how hard they thought, so they had to stay in the living room backstage and wait quietly for the robin to come out.

——Half an hour later, Portio, who has always been a restless person, was so bored that he put his legs on the coffee table, yawning and twirling his cowboy hat with his fingers.

"Brother, why are you taking so long to change clothes? Is something wrong with his baby?"

"Didn't you notice how calm the expressions of the people around you were? That means this is completely normal. She probably took this long to change clothes before."

Pushing Botio back as he was about to rush into the dressing room, Bai Jun sat on the sofa and leisurely flipped through the book in his hand. "Don't always think of others with your own ranger mentality. Changing clothes takes so long, there must be some deep meaning behind it, right?"

"That sounds pretty reasonable... bro, are you mad?"

Portio thought it made sense, so he sat back down and took out a cigar from inside his clothes. He bit off the cap with his fangs and held it in his mouth handsomely. He wanted to light the cigar in a domineering manner, but he found that the lighter in his pocket was missing - perhaps he had lost it during the previous operation.

In the past, when there were no lighters, he usually just used a revolver to shoot bullets to ignite the fire. However, the current situation is rather special. He can't shoot at will, so he has to consult Bai Jun beside him.

Bai Jun didn't say anything, but simply stretched out his hand. Then, under Potio's puzzled gaze, he snapped his fingers, and a red flame shot out from his fingertips, instantly igniting the cigar.

"Oh! Thanks, bro. This is so damn handsome."

Portio inhaled the cigar expertly, letting the delicate, sweet smoke linger in his mouth, savoring it carefully. It swirled across his tongue and lingered on his palate. After a few minutes, he exhaled and sighed in relief. "Ha, a classic. It would be even better with a glass of red wine."

"I'm afraid that won't work. It's better to keep a clear mind while working... But if you have nothing to do in the evening, maybe you can have a few drinks?"

"Haha, brother, I really like you more and more. We can definitely become best brothers."

When Poteo heard his answer, he laughed heartily. It had been a long time since he met a partner with the same personality as him. It was not easy to meet someone with such similar tastes in the vast universe.

Bai Jun shrugged and suddenly became interested and asked, "I heard from Robin that you were just on the way with her. So, what about after that? Do you have any other destinations?"

"I don't know. I haven't thought about it at all."

Portio gave a rather chivalrous answer. He leaned back on the soft sofa, slowly exhaling cigar smoke. "Besides, there aren't so many whys in this world. If we had to find a reason for everything, it would be so boring..."

Suddenly, he pinched out the end of his cigar with his fingers, even though this would cause the cigar to emit an unpleasant smell and form an unsightly mess of crumbs.

All the cheerfulness, carefreeness, and optimism in Portio vanished. It was as if hundreds of angry flames were burning within his mechanical body, making his facial expression gloomier than ever before.

"But one thing is certain. I'm going to settle accounts with those cuties in the company, especially the Marketing Department. I'm going to use this gun to punch a huge hole in their heads one by one and teach them what blood debt means."

This wasn't a personal vendetta that could be casually shared with others. Although Potio believed that Bai Jun was trustworthy, it was ultimately inappropriate to wantonly drag others into a storm of hatred. Potio soon realized this, scratched his head, and smiled sheepishly:

"Ah, sorry bro, I accidentally said too much, you don't have to mind it."

Bai Jun pondered over what Portio had just said, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat. If he remembered correctly... Ye Lina seemed to be in the marketing department, right?

"If I may, I would like to ask what exactly happened between you and the company..."

Just as Bai Jun was about to ask for details, two perfectly warm cups of coffee were placed on the coffee table. The receptionist, who came to greet him with a smile, stared intently at Bai Jun sitting on the sofa and nodded shyly, but it felt as if she was doing it deliberately.

"Please have your coffee, and let me know if you need anything else."

Bai Jun, who was disturbed, twitched the corner of his mouth, just glanced at this pretentious woman, simply thanked her, and wanted to continue the previous topic.

However, his polite words seemed to have some suggestive meaning in the eyes of women, and Bai Jun's outfit, which seemed ordinary but was very classy among discerning people, made his already cool and handsome face even more charming.

What's more, temperament cannot be disguised. The attraction of a truly noble person made the woman swallow her saliva. Although she felt that she had done a good job of concealing her true intentions and releasing her charm appropriately, she didn't realize that this seemed particularly clumsy in the eyes of the other party.

She leaned forward again, trying to attract the other person's attention: "Sir, may I ask you..."

"Sorry, please stop bothering me."

Bai Jun sighed, and his cold gaze made the receptionist blush and quickly fled from here, but somehow he felt that this look was also very attractive, and he could even vaguely see the comfort in her expression.

"Wow, is this the benefit of being handsome? It's not something a mere mortal like me can understand... Oh, brother, what were you trying to say just now?"

Portio whistled and looked at Bai Jun opposite him with a joking look on his face, who had a helpless expression on his face. However, joking aside, he felt it was normal. After all, he, a grown man, thought Bai Jun was very handsome, not to mention the women. They must be completely bewildered by him, right?

Although he was already used to this kind of thing, when Bo Jun looked at Potio's annoying face, he still felt an inexplicable urge to punch him a few times.

After he suppressed the urge, he immediately lost the desire to continue the previous topic. He returned to the sofa to read a book without interest. "...Nothing, I just wanted to ask when dinner is."

"Is Mr. Bai Jun hungry?"

The voice that answered him was not Bottiou's rough, mechanical voice, but a gentle, ethereal female voice. Robin had changed into another dress at some point and quietly walked over from the dressing room. She stood silently beside the sofa, looking down at Bai Jun's face with a gentle smile.

"It's still half an hour until lunchtime. If you don't mind, I have some candy here."

"That's scary, why can't I hear your voice?"

Bai Jun, who was slumped in the sofa, slowly raised his head and looked at Robin with some surprise as he took out a small bag of throat lozenges from his pocket. Although his attention was all on the book just now and he didn't pay much attention to his surroundings, it was impossible for someone to sneak up behind him anyway.

Potio who was standing next to him was in the same mood. He hadn't noticed the movement around him at all, so when he heard the sound suddenly, he was so scared that he subconsciously put his right hand on the revolver.

"Actually, I just used the power of harmony to muffle the footsteps. There's no need for you two to look so surprised... Am I really that scary?"

The robin lowered its delicate eyebrows in confusion, and its white ear feathers fluttered gently with its conflicted mood.

The silence was broken by Bai Jun. He took the throat lozenge from Robin and explained, "Very impressive skills. It seems Miss Robin is not only an outstanding singer, but also has the potential to become an assassin."

"It's true, my dear, big star, this trick of yours is really powerful. You know, there are not many people who can get close to me quietly." Potio immediately agreed and shamelessly praised himself.

"Then I'll take this as a compliment from you two, thank you." The robin suddenly laughed.

"Uh, brother, don't you think she's taking it seriously? What if a big star really goes down the path of no return? We won't become sinners, right?" Portio whispered in Bai Jun's ear, and from time to time he would secretly glance at the robin, thinking he was being very mysterious.

Bai Jun was too lazy to answer his stupid question and silently stuffed a throat lozenge into his mouth to prevent him from talking nonsense again.

"There will be a fan signing event at Changletian from 14:16 PM to 13:30 PM this afternoon. We plan to leave at : PM. Please remember to be ready."

The robin did not feel any disgust towards the two people's jokes, as if it did not take it to heart at all. Instead, it acted quite cheerful, and its beautiful eyes curved into crescent shapes with joy.

She looked down at the time and felt that it was almost lunchtime, so she took the initiative to invite him, "Shall we go have lunch together?"

The tour concert is only open from 9 to 12 in the morning and from 18 to 21 in the afternoon. The rest of the time is left for the singers and staff to rest. Looking at the crowd gradually leaving the concert, the three of them went to the restaurant backstage.

There is a 100-meter-long corridor along the way. Walking along the corridor, the warm sunlight shines into the room through the stained glass on the side, so bright that one can't help but squint.

Bai Jun pushed away Poteo's hand on his shoulder and gave him a warning reluctantly, while the robin couldn't help but smile back.

There were quite a few receptionists, cloud cavalry and security teams on site responsible for maintaining order, but the number of people coming to the backstage restaurant was less than expected, perhaps because most of the staff had not yet had their break.

Walk clockwise from the corridor on the left and you will finally reach the backstage restaurant after a while.

Although there were many incidents along the way, at least we managed to get through half of today's journey.

The lunch prepared for the singers backstage was very sumptuous and free of charge, but the diet of the Robins was managed by a special team, so only Bai Jun and Botio went forward to receive some food.

The two followed the robin to the quiet back lounge and sat on a bench by the window to enjoy lunch.

After lunch and a short break, we soon arrived at the fan signing event.

Most autograph sessions often require fans to purchase specific albums. Except for some lucky few who are blessed by God, only those who purchase many albums have a chance of being selected, and this also depends on the specific requirements of the brand.

Epsom's distributor had released several albums for Robin and invited her to live and perform there for a while. At the fan signing event at that time, fans were required to buy hundreds of albums to have a chance.

However, this time is different from previous autograph sessions. Since the organizer is Shen Ce Mansion, there are not too many strict requirements. You only need to purchase an additional fan autograph session ticket on top of the original tour concert ticket.

That being said, Robin's popularity was so overwhelming that the tickets for her fan signing event were sold out the moment they went on sale, causing the ticket price to be hyped up to 500,000 credit points per ticket. Therefore, only rich people could come here.

And they are rich people who are not working today.

"Lord Mockingbird! Woohoo, I never thought I'd actually get to meet you in my lifetime!"

"Ms. Mockingbird, your singing is truly beautiful. I will always be your fan!"

"Ms. Mockingbird, have you encountered any difficulties in the process of music creation? How do you maintain your inspiration and create so many excellent works?"

"........."

Faced with various emotions and questions from fans, Robin's smile has never changed. She is always so gentle and patient in responding to their emotions and answering their questions.

Bai Jun stood beside her, scanning every fan who came forward to make sure that nothing extreme would happen.