After saying that, Nvwa smiled at Fu Ya whose expression was uncertain, then vanished mysteriously with a flicker of her form, disappearing before Fu Ya in the blink of an eye. Fu Ya's brow furrowed almost into a knot, and he clenched his fists at his side so tightly that they creaked. The hostility between his eyebrows was apparent. Fu Ya muttered something under his breath, unclear to anyone, but Nvwa's arrival had undoubtedly affected him greatly. Fu Ya took a few deep breaths, pondered for a moment, and decisively took out his phone, dialing a number he hadn't contacted for a long time.
The signal was indeed connected, and soon the person on the other end chose to answer. A slightly excited voice reached Fu Ya's ear, "Fu Ya, is that you? Have you returned?"
