This was where the girls' "complex backgrounds" came in handy. Peng Shulan thumped her chest and guaranteed she could get an official doctor's diagnosis and have Wang Huiwen's wound properly bandaged.
After taking care of these matters, Xia Zhaoyun finally rode her bike away.
She had just gotten a short distance from the Song and Dance Troupe when someone stopped her.
Master Yuan stood against the light, her entire figure shrouded in shadow as she fought to suppress her rage. "Xia Zhaoyun, let's not beat around the bush. What will it take for you to keep this under wraps and wait until after the performance showcase to call the police?"
"Our entire troupe has poured too much blood, sweat, and tears into this showcase. I can't just stand by and watch it all go down the drain."
Xia Zhaoyun lazily propped one foot on the ground. Being tall with long legs had its perks; she could handle a bicycle with ease.
