Together, they stepped out into the madhouse. Just as they predicted, the moment the press got wind of their presence, they immediately pounced on them like feral dogs on a piece of steak.
"Mr Sun! What do you have to say about the underground racing incidents?
"Mr Sun, is it true that you and your friends have killed a man on the road?"
"Mr Sun, please clarify the bribery and corruption claims!"
If not for the iron fence keeping them out, Xue Ning had no doubt they would be completely mobbed by them, with cameras and microphones shoved into their faces. Just thinking about it made her frown, but she tried to keep an impassive face as she walked behind Jingwei, watching his surroundings.
She should have worn sunglasses. Those camera flashes were blinding her, but Jingwei seemed unaffected.
He held his hands out, asking for silence, and the press eventually reluctantly quietened down just so that they could hear what he said.