Ting Fei stood at the driver's side, posture military-straight, eyes scanning the darkening street as if calculating every possible risk in a three-block radius. Despite the casual chaos of the four women tumbling out of the villa, his expression remained calm, professional, always alert, always watching.
"Ladies ready?" he asked, his voice low but carrying natural authority.
He'd already notified his master about everything, where they were going, what they were doing, and when to expect them back. Lu Yuze had simply said "keep her safe" and hung up, which Ting Fei interpreted as tacit approval to let Shuyin do whatever she wanted as long as she survived the night.
Shuyin smirked at him. "Always. But don't forget who's really in charge of keeping us alive."
She gestured to Blade, Razor, and Tank, all of whom looked entirely capable of handling themselves in any situation that didn't involve lawyers or stock markets.
