"Where's your phone? How did you get to East Sea without it?"
After all, you're not a small child.
But for a middle schooler to successfully sneak from a small village in Sichuan and Shu to East Sea without relying on any tools, that's quite impressive.
You have to check maps, don't you?
"I took it, but when I got to East Sea, I didn't have enough money, so I sold it."
"Sold it?"
Martial Saint looked up, surprised, "What else could I do? Sleep on the street as a homeless person? I wouldn't mind, but my sister couldn't afford the embarrassment."
He's really considering his sister.
"How did Liao Xiangdong find you?"
Martial Saint's expression changed, and Boss Jiang felt like the kid was looking at an idiot.
"Before selling the phone, I called my sister and told her the hotel location where I was staying."
Bold but not foolish.
This kid isn't entirely stupid.
"How long were you in East Sea before calling your sister?"
