I knew what Master Zhao meant—he wanted to use the video to threaten Gu Tingshen.
If Gu Tingshen cooperated, there wouldn't be a need for this last resort, but if he refused, this video would become his bargaining chip and trump card.
Even though this wouldn't have a huge impact on Gu Tingshen, Master Zhao could amplify the video's influence through the internet, and kick Gu Tingshen out of Guangzhou's team completely.
My heart tensed up. Master Zhao had just vaguely warned me a few sentences before hanging up.
I was sitting in the hospital receiving an IV drip, and when it was about to finish, I saw Gu Tingshen rush over. He glanced at me and asked curtly how I was doing.
"I'm fine, just a minor issue." My throat was a bit hoarse from not drinking water for a long time, "By the way, thanks for last night."
Gu Tingshen opened his mouth as if he had something to say, but in the end, all he uttered were four words: "I'll take you back."