Chapter 48 Gangster Gathering

 　　Leaving the classroom, Yinglin caught up with Bingtong and asked, "Bing'er, what happened?" "To 'Angel's Tears'," Bingtong said calmly. Hearing "Angel's Tears," Yinglin knew something must have happened. She told Bingtong, "Bing'er, wait for me at the school gate. I'll go get the car and be right there." With that, she ran off quickly.

　　Before going to 'Angel's Tears,' the two returned to the castle to change their clothes. At the gate, they each took a mask from a servant and put it on. Bingtong's was black, while Yinglin's was red. The masks added to their mystique. Then, they each took a ring from their pockets and slowly slipped it onto their fingers. These rings represented their identities—the founders of Sakura Palace.
　　After getting ready, the two arrived at 'Angel's Tears'. Just as they were about to enter, the guard at the door suddenly stood in front of them and said, "Masks are not allowed inside." Hearing this, a flash of anger crossed Yinglin's eyes. At that moment, Bingtong suddenly raised her hand, revealing her ring.
　　Upon seeing the ring, the guard hurriedly knelt down and said, "Lord Bing, Lord Evil." Hearing this, Bingtong smiled wickedly; it seemed he recognized the ring. Then, Bingtong glanced at Yinglin and went inside. Yinglin smiled and followed Bingtong inside. The instant they entered, the guard suddenly collapsed. His eyes were wide open, seemingly not understanding how he had died.
　　Bingtong and the guard went straight to a private room. No need for further introduction, right? It was the VIP room mentioned earlier. The people standing on either side knelt down upon seeing them, calling out, "Lord Bing, Lord Evil." Bingtong nodded and pushed open the door to the private room, entering. Those playing outside were startled upon hearing the two people's names, but quickly resumed their noisy chatter.
　　Entering the private room, Bing Tong sat down on the sofa first, followed by Ying Lin. A moment later, Ming entered. "Ming, what happened?" Ying Lin asked, looking at Ming standing before her. Bing Tong, who had been sitting, now lay down. She propped herself up with her hand, looking at Ming, seemingly awaiting his answer. "The time for the underworld gathering has been set. They sent our gang an invitation last night. I'll ask first, will the two leaders be attending?" Ming said, looking at them. Hearing this, Ying Lin turned to look at Bing Tong; whether or not to attend was Bing Tong's decision.
　　Bing Tong propped herself up, looking at them, and Ying Lin remained silent. They continued to look at Bing Tong until she uttered a single word: "Go." Then she looked at Ming and said, "You'll come with us too. Meet here at 6:30." Upon hearing this, Ming knelt on one knee and said, "Yes, Your Majesty." He then stood up and left.
　　After watching Ming leave, Bing Tong closed her eyes. "Bing'er..." Yinglin, who was about to say something to Bingtong, stopped herself when she saw Bingtong close her eyes. She knew that although Bingtong pretended to be relaxed in front of her, Bingtong had a lot to deal with every day. She must be very tired. Yinglin just kept watching Bingtong until she woke up.