Even though they had been apart for nearly seven years, Yi Dong immediately recognized the other person and was so excited he couldn't even speak.
"Long time no see."
Motan, in his Zhengtai form, looked at Yi Dong helplessly and slightly tilted his body: "What's with your sense of security? If the other person had been a bad guy, you would've easily walked into a trap and been forced to pick up a weapon to fight for your chastity."
But Yi Dong just shook his head calmly: "No, I guessed it was you."
"What?!"
"I've only met one person in my life who can give directions that make it impossible to tell east from west, and that's you."
"@#!"
"Where have you been all these years?"
Ignoring Motan's swearing, little Yi Dong walked into the private room and asked straightaway: "How have you been?"
"I've been around, always in City B."
Little Motan chuckled, sat opposite Yi Dong, and casually tossed him a can of coffee: "I've been doing quite well."
"But I wanted to drink Coke..."
