Why are you following me?

He pondered for a moment and nodded. "Yes, however, the shrimp dumplings will take time to make. How about we get the pre-packed frozen variety for tonight?"

Ying Yue bristled in happiness as she nodded in agreement. No one had ever cooked for her ever since she got into Juyan. Big Boss only fed her with take-outs when he first took her in. She couldn't help but feel excited for dinner.

Fei Huangjin looked down at the woman who was hanging on to his arm like a koala bear and felt an inexplicable sense of pleasure upon thinking about the fact that she was taking the initiative to get closer to him. He almost forgot that Guan Ting was also in the supermarket following them.

The boy with a camera stood to one side of the aisle and casually took a photo of the two picking out fruit products. He glanced at the shot he took and grimaced. He really had no talent whatsoever in this kind of thing. Also, wasn't he supposed to be undergoing physical training as a new recruit? Why was he sent here to take photos?

Guan Ting leaned over to take a peek at the screen and shoved the boy over, taking the camera from him to look at the photo closely. "What the heck is this? The woman can't even be seen!" He angrily deleted the photo with a press of a button.

"S-sorry, sir." The boy stammered, stepping aside in case Mr. Guan would beat the crap out of him.

Guan Ting was a legend in the Dragon Club. Anyone who dared to oppose him and his master would completely disappear.

"Stand aside, I'll teach you how to shoot this thing," he grumbled. Guan Ting skillfully bent down behind a stack of cereal boxes and angled his head to one side, catching Fei Huangjin in the act of patting the woman's head as she pointed at some ingredients.

Click!

He grinned in self-satisfaction. Say, he was actually quite good at this. "You have to make sure they're centered in the camera screen, got it?"

"Yes, sir."

At that moment, Ying Yue thought she heard a camera clicking and briefly turned her head to the direction of the stack of cereal boxes at the other end of the aisle. She narrowed her eyes at the shoe that peeked out from behind it. Someone was following them. She could feel it.

She poked Fei Huangjin on the arm while he was busy putting lemons in their cart. "I'm heading over to the toilet. I'll meet you at the fish section, okay?"

"Mmm." He leaned over to a plant a kiss on top of her head before turning back to the pile of lemons.

Her face was immediately tinged with pink. Ying Yue peeked at the pile of cereal boxes again. She thought she heard another click.

She made her way to that section of the supermarket, her heels making a click-clacking sound on the tiled floor. When she got past the cereal boxes, however, there was no one there. Was her mind playing tricks on her? She looked around the area. There was only an elderly lady nearby and some teenage boy with a basket full of instant noodles.

From the corner of her eye, she detected a movement on the adjacent aisle. She turned to that section and found a man picking out canned mushrooms.

She narrowed her eyes at him and he turned to her, unsurprised. A visible scar ran across his cheek on one side of his face, making him look eerie and familiar. There was no camera with him, though.

The more she stared at him, the more she was sure that he wasn't someone from the phoenix team sent to protect her.

Checking if they were alone, she sauntered over to the man, who still pretended like he was interested in the nutritional facts printed on one side of the can of mushrooms. Ying Yue stopped right beside him, taking the same kind of canned mushrooms from the shelf.

"Why are you following me?" Her voice was clear and low, so that only the man could hear her. She checked the can she was holding for any defects. There was none; it was perfectly cylindrical. But perhaps not for long…

Guan Ting could feel himself break into a cold sweat. This woman actually knew it was him. Fei Huangjin had told him to do his task secretly. He had to deny to Ying Yue that he was doing such a thing.

Right when he turned to face her, a shadow loomed across his face and his nose met the cold metal of a can of mushrooms. "Ow!" He felt pain on the bridge of his nose and one hand shot up to touch it, only to find his nostrils bleeding heavily.

He felt like his nose got broken. It was tender and swollen right where he was hit. Damn this woman! How could his master get such a violent girlfriend for himself!