Having woken up at past ten, Ji Chengling finished washing up and went to the restaurant.
He saw the group from Wonderful.
Gone was their usual wolfing down of food; each of them looked worried and deeply troubled, as if someone owed them three million.
After carelessly choosing a few dishes, Ji Chengling picked a table closest to them and sat down.
"Xiao Xie seemingly didn't return last night. I heard from the front desk that his room was empty, Sister Wan has already called the police."
"Where's Sister Wan then?"
"Maybe... She went out to look for Xiao Xie? I saw her in the hallway last night."
"Xiao Xie wouldn't have met with an accident, right?"
"No, no, we have to trust the police."
"But the race is tomorrow..."
"..."
Listening to the silence that followed at the table behind him, punctuated by sighs, Ji Chengling was in high spirits.
