A halo of light from the dim lamps outlined Qin Ling's handsome profile. He sat on the sofa, his long arms propped on his legs, his back curved into a sharp line.
While watching the match in the ring, his foot, clad in a combat boot, tapped a light rhythm on the floor.
Tang Mo recognized the men standing behind him from last time; they were members of Qin Ling's Personal Guard Team.
Tang Mo stuffed her hands in her pockets. A viable plan immediately formed in her mind. 'I know where I can get my first round of startup funds!'
She found the stairs leading to the second-floor stands and quietly slipped upstairs.
At the entrance to the second-floor stairs, two men in black stood guard.
One of them didn't recognize Tang Mo. Seeing a pretty girl sneaking upstairs, he assumed she was just another one of their boss's die-hard fans and immediately moved to block her.
The other one hurriedly pulled his companion back.
"Hello, Sister-in-law!"
