Upon hearing the busy tone on the phone, Du Heng looked at his mobile phone with confusion. He didn't quite understand what Jin Zan wanted to do.
But since Jin Zan didn't say anything, he didn't concern himself with it. Given his relationship with Jin Zan, there really wasn't anything they couldn't talk about.
If nothing was mentioned now, it either meant there really was nothing, just a simple inquiry about a gathering, or it was something trivial, not worth mentioning.
With this in mind, Du Heng continued to read the strategy guide he had just found.
However, the call-disconnected Jin Zan was not as Du Heng thought, because in front of him sat a man with his head slightly lowered and hands trembling lightly.
Yes, it was indeed his graduate school classmate—Shi Jin.
At this moment, Shi Jin's hair was messy and his face haggard. The exposed back of his neck had a clear purple-black lump.
The hands on his lap were also trembling uncontrollably.
