Just as Selena closed to within five yards of Ye Sijue, a wall of bodyguards formed, impassively blocking her path. “Let me through! I need to speak with Mr. Ye!” The bodyguards regarded her with the vacant, cold stares of automatons. Selena stood frozen, her head whipping around in a desperate search for an ally, for anyone who would speak up for her. But all she found were cold stares, some lace