Global Abyss: My Skills Can Enhance Infinitely

Chapter 689: Chapter 622 Fake Fans Chapter 689: Chapter 622 Fake Fans “I’m so sorry!

All the losses from this incident will be borne by us.

Please forgive us, Miss Long Yin’er.”

A middle-aged gentleman in a sharp suit repeatedly apologized to Long Yin’er, who was unhurt but somewhat disheveled in appearance.@@novelbin@@

Tao Yu, who had been holding certain intelligence reports, indeed had information about this suited gentlemen.

He was the Aphis family’s external affairs manager, Sid Aphis, a rather capable World Breaker.

The Aphis family was nearly on par with the Yue Family, the Decaron family, and other such households, with their residence also in the Second Ring area.

It seemed only natural for such a prominent and influential family to organize lucrative concerts like this, appearing to focus primarily on entertainment, with their family’s young mistress being an idol singer herself.

Moreover, their young mistress had previously collaborated with the Bai Family, marking them as a vassal family quite associated with the Bai’s label.

“It’s fine, the attack was directed at me, and I can certainly distinguish that.

Let’s split the responsibility half-and-half.”

Long Yin’er smiled gently, her face expressing relief; she was, in fact, comforting the other party.

“How could that be right…”

“It’s okay.”

“If Long Yin’er had not been accompanied by someone of Catastrophe Level, she would surely have taken a lower stance.

The Aphis family’s behavior is largely for outward appearances, to preserve their own reputation,” Tao Yu mused.

Sometimes, a mistake in itself, if handled correctly, could even serve as a model for publicity.

No one can guarantee they won’t make mistakes or encounter mishaps, but having an extremely correct attitude and offering compensation after a mishap can sometimes elevate one’s reputation to a new level.

In the end, after Long Yin’er’s repeated refusals, both parties agreed to bear half of the costs for the incident.

This included the refunding of tickets to fans, additional compensation, and repairs for the grand theater.

However, Long Yin’er had been attacked, and indeed, she had numerous devoted fans; many of them had no intention of returning their tickets, with members of the Support Team outside shouting their support for Long Yin’er, calling to catch the culprit, and yelling down with the Assassin’s League.

They all said that Long Yin’er should take good care of herself, that they would wait for her, and so on.

Ever since “Teng Lianghong” attacked the Inspector, it seemed that the Assassin’s League had become an excellent scapegoat, and this incident was a prime example.

It was unclear if the assassin had naturally mastered lightning or if it was a deliberate set-up, made to look quite convincing.

Yet, the assassin’s methods were completely different from Teng Lianghong’s.

“Sir, please identify yourself.

We have not been able to retrieve your identity information so far.”

After the agreement was reached with Long Yin’er, several burly men surrounding the area, along with Tao Yu—who also received ‘treatment’—drew a series of inquiries.

The Aphis family, with their influence, had conducted facial recognition searches over time and had gathered quite a bit of information.

After all, upon entering the city, Tao Yu’s convoy had to be issued passes.

If they were to stay longer, they would also need to apply for temporary residence permits, which were arranged for Tao Yu’s identity by the Suns’ residence.

However, it was quite evident that this temporarily fabricated identity had none of those credentials.

“Manager, it’s definitely not him.

If it were, I’m afraid I would be dead by now,”

Long Yin’er spoke up before Tao Yu could, offering her help.

It was quite common to have identities that couldn’t reveal much; many people enjoyed disguising themselves and using false identities.

With the person present, digging deeper could unearth more information, but Long Yin’er was still notably protective of this fan who had been dragged into the situation.

With the victim speaking up, the Aphis family naturally gave face, especially as they were the organizers, and even the lotteries had been drawn by them.

“If Miss Yin’er says so, then let’s forget about it.

Miss Xi Xi has always been hoping to invite you to visit, and she hopes you can schedule a time.”

“Please thank Miss Xi Xi for me, I’ll send over a visitation card once I’ve handled everything.”

Long Yin’er nodded, accepting the invitation.

Xi Xi Aphis is their family’s very own idol singer, and her fame is probably on par with Long Yin’er’s.

It’s just that, as a local songstress, her income per show isn’t as high as this foreign monk’s.

After the Aphis family left, Long Yin’er’s manager came running over, her face full of anxiety.

“Ayo, my lady, I told you not to wander around, let’s go back.”

Long Yin’er’s manager was a somewhat plump and stylish auntie, whose concern at this moment didn’t seem fake.

With her, several formidable women who neither looked weak nor were weak in strength came along; they were evidently bodyguards.

But Long Yin’er was somewhat cold towards them.

“Do your job properly; handle the follow-up matters directly with the Aphis family.

We can’t disappoint the fans.

I happen to find this fan and want to chat to see if there are any suggestions or improvements.

You all step back.”

“My lady…”

“Step back!”

As Long Yin’er intensified her tone, the manager had no choice but to leave, but not without signaling to the bodyguards with her eyes.

She hurried off to discuss the aftermath with the Aphis family, while the female bodyguards didn’t follow closely but dispersed at a distance, subtly surrounding Long Yin’er.

However, having just been the target of an assassin, Long Yin’er wasn’t completely careless.

Facing this limited security arrangement, she wasn’t too resistant but turned her head apologetically to Tao Yu.

“Sorry for making you witness that farce.”

“Not at all.

Being able to stay so close to my idol for so long is an extreme fortune.”

Tao Yu was still keeping up his fan persona.

“Haha, in truth, you don’t like me that much, do you?”

Long Yin’er smirked slightly, her words tinged with teasing humor.

That actually caught Tao Yu off guard, leaving him a bit stunned.

How could she tell?

“Although it’s just a persona, in some of the personal information I’ve released, my least favorite color is gray, you know.”

Long Yin’er reached out and pinched Tao Yu’s collar, having seen it when she’d tackled him earlier.

“Ah, it’s a spot you can’t see, so I didn’t pay much attention.”

Tao Yu really just grabbed his clothes at random, and naturally, he wouldn’t have studied Long Yin’er’s preferences in detail.

“Exactly, that attitude – although you keep saying how much you like me, you’re actually quite perfunctory.”

Long Yin’er pouted, her finger on her chin as she seemed to ponder the right words.

“Right, perfunctory.

Forced enthusiasm, completely different from the fans I’ve met before.

It’s all too formulaic, not heartfelt.”

With that, she immediately swept her hand across the edge of the stage ruins and sat down, patting the spot next to her, signaling Tao Yu to sit as well.

“You might have just absorbed some Skill and need to recuperate, just casually coming here for a song, but that’s fine too…”

No, it was just the Divination that predicted good luck, so he came over.

Tao Yu didn’t make himself an outsider; he sat down directly next to her on the dirtied stage edge after the explosion.

“You’re quite clever, haha, can’t keep the act up, huh?

Actually, I didn’t get a ticket, just happened to encounter your Support Team and mixed in with them…”