"Whoa, kid, a hero saving a damsel in distress?" A few men chuckled as they looked at Lin Chuan.
Another man laughed, "Too bad, you're saving her at the wrong time today."
"Tell me, why are you bullying her?" Lin Chuan asked.
"You should ask her," the man said with a grin, looking at Lin Chuan, "This woman has taken a lot of photos she shouldn't have."
"Really?" Lin Chuan turned to look at Mu Bai.
"They are extracting gutter oil from waste oil," Mu Bai said anxiously, "Secretary Tang is determined to rectify this, so the media is also trying to dig deeper. But none of my colleagues dared, so they asked me to help. I staked out at their place for a few days and got a lot of evidence."
"I see," Lin Chuan said with a smile, "Then you're definitely in the wrong."
"What nonsense are you spouting?" The man glared at Lin Chuan and said, "Kid, you better not act tough if you're not ready for the consequences. I'm telling you, if this gets exposed, it'll be like tearing the sky apart."
