Baili Xia felt a sharp pain in her heart and couldn't help but ask, "Uncle, how is he?"
"It's fine, there were some unexpected events, but they've been resolved." Mu Xiaojiu's voice still carried a hint of weary hoarseness.
Without even thinking, she knew he must have experienced a lot, putting in great effort and exertion.
Baili Xia's five fingers holding the phone couldn't help but tighten again.
She sincerely wished she were by his side now, fighting alongside him.
Instead of staying in so-called safe places, watching helplessly as the man sheds blood on the battlefield.
She could manage it; however, Uncle wouldn't allow it.
"Well, Ning Anran is with me, she said there's something important she needs to tell you, related to your safety."
Baili Xia feared Uncle would hang up immediately upon hearing Ning Anran's name, so she quickly explained her purpose.
There was a two-second silence on the other end before slowly saying, "Put her on the phone."
