Perhaps it was the tense atmosphere, but everyone subconsciously held their breath and stared intently at the light screen.
Only Lu Ren was sweating, his face pale. He kept glancing fearfully at Gu Xi out of the corner of his eye, fidgeting as he lifted one foot, then put it down, only to lift it again...
Just then, the call connected.
Lu Ren closed his eyes in resignation. 'Well, that's it,' he thought. 'No point in struggling anymore.'
On the light screen, the old woman, Chen Lu, was smiling gently. "Xiaoyu, you..."
The gentle curve of her lips hadn't fully formed before she saw Gu Xi on the other side. Her expression stiffened for a moment, but she quickly composed herself and greeted Gu Xi as if nothing was amiss.
"Xiaoxi, it's you..."
"Chen," Gu Xi cut her off calmly, getting straight to the point. "Where is he?"
