Luo Ziling immediately stood up and gestured to Yang Qingyin, who had just finished massaging him.
Yang Qingyin tactfully walked out, not disturbing Luo Ziling's phone call.
She didn't know who was calling Luo Ziling, only that it was a very important call.
"What made you think of calling me?" Luo Ziling knew exactly why Chen Xiaoyi was calling, but he still asked.
On the other end, Chen Xiaoyi didn't speak for a while.
Luo Ziling didn't rush her, just quietly waited.
After about half a minute, Chen Xiaoyi's voice finally came through: "Can you spare my father?"
Although he had already guessed that Chen Xiaoyi was calling to make this request, Luo Ziling remained silent after hearing her speak.
"I almost died on the prairie." After several seconds of silence, Luo Ziling spoke, "The people your father sent hired assassins, using drones loaded with bombs to attack me. If my reflexes were a bit slower, if I had jumped a second or two later, I'd be dead and gone."
