After encountering two more attacks, the car stopped in front of a quaint castle. The black man nodded to Luo Lian: "Alright, you can get out now. The person who saved you is waiting for you here."
"Thank you for escorting me." Luo Lian glanced at the other person's blood-stained arm, her eyes full of gratitude. "You saved my life. Could you please tell me your name?"
"That won't be necessary..." The man waved his hand. "It's my job. In other words, if there wasn't enough compensation, I wouldn't do it, understand?"
"Although you say that, if it weren't for your life-risking rescue, I might have been lying dead outside. And, if there is a chance in the future, we might work together, right? Business isn't something to be pushed away, is it?" Luo Lian persisted.
The man hesitated for a moment: "Louis Bugi."
"Mr. Buji, can you leave a phone number?" Luo Lian took advantage.
Buji frowned, took a piece of paper from his pocket, and handed it to Luo Lian: "Take it."
