Jinyue Garden Villa District, on a bench in the small plaza.
Xiao Feng dragged Zhao Guo'an out, each with a bottle of baijiu and some peanuts, eating and drinking to vent their frustration.
Ever since Wang Tingwei had found him so easily, he'd been feeling uncomfortable.
The enemy is in the dark and we're in the light; that's a natural disadvantage.
But there's no real way around it. People fear fame like pigs fear getting fat; once you reach a certain level, wanting not to get noticed is impossible.
"I've summed it up. This whole mess basically happened because I didn't bring you along." Xiao Feng said, face full of melancholy. "If you'd been there, it probably wouldn't have been this unlucky."
"So from the way you're talking, all the bad luck has to hit me first?" Zhao Guo'an protested.
"History has proven a million times that you're basically a Protective Talisman. You attract all the disasters to yourself; you're way more effective than a lightning rod."
