"But you have a huge fan base and a certain amount of social influence.
Tell me, who else would they target if not you?
At this stage, targeting anyone else wouldn't yield as much benefit as targeting you."
Du Heng was terribly upset and rubbed his face hard with both hands. He hadn't expected that he, who lived a stable life, would become such a prime target in others' eyes.
Just then, Kang Zhirong walked in with a thermos.
Du Heng took the opportunity to get up, help Lan Changhua prepare tea, and try to digest the sudden, bewildering news.
Lan Changhua also knew that Du Heng needed to calm down, so he didn't continue speaking, merely watching Du Heng quietly as he busied himself.
After about a minute, seeing that Du Heng had composed himself, Lan Changhua asked, "Have you thought it through?"
Du Heng gently hummed in affirmation.
Lan Changhua smiled with satisfaction. "Now, you've joined the association and established connections with its members.
