Dream Morrow glanced at Yusuf Zuck, then at the retreating figure of the beautiful woman, before scratching his chin. It looked like there was some story between his brother and that beauty.
"By the way, bro, do you need me to do anything for you?" Dream was now the type who was neither here nor there. Although he was a promising Judo student, after being dismissed, he had no special skills to speak of. His only skill was that he had a driver's license and could drive, which was just enough to scrape by with a barely comfortable life.
He now had no car, no house, no savings. If Old Xu hadn't helped him out recently, he really might have resorted to selling his blood to get by.
"I've offended someone in Beijing... um, a big brother figure in society, so I'm worried they might go after Sara. So, your job is to secretly protect my little sister. Of course, I'll cover food and accommodation, and your salary every month will be..."