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He instinctively felt that Zhao Tianlong's charitable acts were merely a way to build a positive image for himself, concealing his evil schemes!
A glint of ruthlessness flashed in Lu Yunting's eyes as he tightly clenched his right fist, knuckles turning white, determined to expose Zhao Tianlong's true nature.
Three days later, at the Central Stadium of the Interstellar Empire, the place was packed with people, every seat filled.
On a giant poster, Lu Yunting was dressed in a white suit, extraordinarily handsome, with a faint smile on his lips, resembling a prince descended from the heavens.
"Brother Ting! Brother Ting!" Fans wildly waved their glow sticks, chanting Lu Yunting's name in unison, their voices deafening and echoing throughout the stadium.
In the center of the stage, a massive LED screen began to play classic footage of Lu Yunting since his debut. Each frame was filled with youthful memories, provoking waves of screams from the fans.
In the backstage dressing room, Lu Yunting wore a black performance outfit and sat before the mirror, his expression serious.
Uncle Wang stood behind him, carefully adjusting his collar, worry evident in his eyes. "Young Master, are you really sure about this?"
Lu Yunting remained silent for a moment, took a deep breath, slowly stood up, and with a determined gaze replied, "Uncle Wang, there are some things I must do. This is what I owe my mother."
He turned to look out the window, his gaze deep as if penetrating through thick walls to see the distant luxurious villa gleaming in gold.
"Zhao Tianlong, just wait for me. I will make you pay for your blood debts!"
Inside the stadium, the lights gradually dimmed, and the cheers of the fans slowly subsided. All eyes were focused on the stage, eagerly anticipating the appearance of Lu Yunting.
Suddenly, a dazzling spotlight illuminated the center of the stage, and Lu Yunting's figure slowly emerged. Holding a microphone, he began to sing the beloved song—"Starry Wishes."
"Stars twinkle, lighting up the night sky, that is the tenderness you left behind, like an ancient song, softly humming in my heart..."
Lu Yunting's voice resonated throughout the stadium like a celestial melody, carrying a hint of sadness that deeply touched every fan's heart. Many had tears in their eyes, lost in the music and unable to pull themselves away.
In an inconspicuous corner beneath the stage, Bai Zhi, dressed casually and wearing a cap, blended into the crowd. While observing the situation on stage, he quietly instructed his officers: "Stay alert and pay close attention to every corner of the venue. Report immediately if you spot any suspicious individuals!"
"Yes, White Team!" The officers responded softly, their eyes scanning the surrounding crowd with vigilance.
Bai Zhi withdrew his gaze and looked back at Lu Yunting on stage, pondering to himself: "Lu Yunting, what exactly are you up to?"
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As the song concluded, the lights dimmed again, and silence enveloped the arena.
After a moment, the lights brightened once more. Lu Yunting set down his guitar and walked to the center of the stage. Taking a deep breath, he spoke into the microphone: "Thank you all for coming to my concert tonight. I know many of you have questions about why I have chosen this moment to announce my temporary farewell from the music scene."
The fans exchanged glances and murmured among themselves but remained silent, waiting for Lu Yunting's answer.
Lu Yunting looked around the room, his gaze deep and his tone somber. "Five years ago, my mother passed away in an accident. It was a tremendous blow for me, one that I still cannot forget. Before she left, she held my hand and urged me to be a person of integrity and kindness, to use my voice to help more people..."
At this point, Lu Yunting's voice choked up slightly. He paused to take a sip of water before continuing, "Over the years, I have been striving to fulfill my mother's wish, using my abilities to assist those in need. However, I have realized that one person's strength is ultimately limited. I need a larger platform to do more..."
Lu Yunting raised his head, his gaze resolute and his tone powerful. "Therefore, I have decided to temporarily step away from the music scene and dedicate all my energy to charity work. I will establish a foundation named after my mother, dedicated to helping children who suffer from genetic defects so they can grow up healthy and happy like everyone else!"
The audience erupted into thunderous applause, moved by Lu Yunting's sincerity and compassion, cheering him on.
Bai Zhi stood among the crowd, watching the radiant Lu Yunting on stage with a slight frown, feeling a sense of doubt within. "Why is Lu Yunting announcing his entry into charity work at this moment? Is it really as he says, to fulfill his mother's wish? Or does he have another motive?"
"White Team, we have found some information regarding the Zhao Tianlong Charity Foundation. Would you like to take a look?" A police officer approached Bai Zhi and whispered.
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