"Click...click..."
Many people in the audience took out their phones to take pictures of the two on stage.
Tomorrow there will definitely be a hot news story: the aloof goddess Lim Yoona openly hugged a strange male fan at her concert.
Yang Feng struggled for a moment, and Lin Yoona behind him released her hands, gazing at his back with deep affection.
Yang Feng didn't look back, nor did he care about other people's opinions; he just focused on doing his best.
Yang Feng walked straight down from the grand stage and happened to pass by Han Sihao's spot.
"Kid, you're dead meat! If this weren't Yoona's concert with safety measures in place, you'd be crippled already!" The skinny young man immediately stood up and roared.
"What's it to me? Get lost!" Yang Feng didn't care about these thugs and pushed them away with one hand.
This caught him off guard, causing him to fall to the ground. The pain in his buttocks made him contort his face in a grotesque expression.
Upon seeing the gaunt young man pushed to the ground, Han Si Shao frowned, stood up, and said coldly:
"You're quite something, kid, daring to hit my men. If you manage to get home safely today, I'll change my surname and never be Han again!"
"Heh, trash." Yang Feng glanced at him disdainfully, then strode upstairs with his long legs. He didn't even look at such a nobody.
He controls the entire underground power base in Yanjing, so why would he be afraid of such a small fry?
"Damn it! You just wait!" This was the first time Han Si Shao had been looked down upon, and he felt both frustrated and angry. However, he knew that this man was very strong, otherwise how could he have pushed the skinny young man down so easily?
Although the skinny young man looked very thin, he was extremely fierce in a fight and had a very stable lower body.
Sometimes, fighting ability cannot be judged by whether someone is fat or thin.
"Has the person we called arrived yet?" Han Si Shao asked, pulling up the thin, frail young man who had fallen to the ground.
The skinny young man took out his phone and saw that he had just received a text message. He nodded and said, "Young Master Han, the people have arrived. There are twenty of them, all of them are martial arts bodyguards from our Han family... But isn't this a bit too conspicuous? Actually, calling two martial arts bodyguards would have been enough."
In his view, martial artists possessed power beyond that of ordinary people, and crippling an arrogant young man would be a piece of cake.
Was it really necessary to make such a big fuss?
After tidying herself up, Lin Yoona smiled again. She had just listened to Yang Feng's music and learned a lot, recognizing many of his shortcomings.
For the rest of the time, Yoona was the star of the show.
………
Time flies.
"Happy times always fly by. I look forward to seeing you all again next time. Tonight's concert is now over..."
After giving her remarks, Yoona looked visibly tired, with beads of sweat on her forehead.
"No...we still want to hear your songs!"
"We don't want to leave so soon..."
"Let us see you again..."
Despite the audience's loud shouts, Im Yoon-a eventually left and went backstage.
Left with no other option, the audience left one by one. They knew that Yoona was tired, since the concert was supposed to end around 11 p.m., but she had specially extended it by an hour to make up for it to her fans.
"Brother, let's go to the restroom. You wait for us outside." Yang Lianqing took Chai Yilin's hand and turned to walk towards the restroom.
Yang Feng watched the two girls' departing figures, completely puzzled. "Do you girls always go to the bathroom together?"
At this moment, at the stadium entrance.
Han Si Shao approached the group of martial arts bodyguards, each of whom was a mid-level expert from their family, with an average strength at the late Yellow Rank.
They are a force to be reckoned with in the city.
"Come with me."
With a wave of his hand, Han Si Shao summoned twenty martial arts bodyguards who followed him in a grand procession.
The skinny young man beside him felt the gazes of everyone around him, and his ego swelled up.
Yang Feng stood at the door, his tall and slender figure appearing somewhat eerie in the darkness, but based on Han Si Shao's memory, he immediately recognized him as this man.
He could never forget that it was this man who had slept with the woman he wanted.
"Kid, are you scared now?" The skinny young man sneered and looked at Yang Feng.
"Oh? Is that all?" Yang Feng raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised. These two people actually had so many powerful martial artists behind them, which would be considered very strong in the secular world.
This also indicates that these two people are of extraordinary status.
However, they met the wrong people.
Yang Feng didn't care at all.
A violent aura locked onto the heads of the twenty bodyguards, descending in an instant and crushing them one by one.
Yang Feng possesses an aura comparable to that of an innate being, which he wields with unparalleled skill. He can lock onto a person without affecting others.
"Bang!"
In the blink of an eye, twenty martial arts bodyguards knelt down on the spot, and the scene was in complete chaos.