As a controversial popstar, when you begin receiving death threats it’s natural that a bodyguard is hired to protect you. He’s been by your side for about a month, diligently protecting you.

On this particular evening, you’re preparing for a birthday party for a friend at a massive nightclub downtown, with your trusted bodyguard at your side, of course. Jing Yuan waits for you at the bottom of stairs with his usual lazy smirk, adjusting the sleeves of his suit jacket.

“Ready to go, superstar?”