Softly, like the farewell melody of reed pipes, silence is tonight's Cambridge.
Wen Yan had already lowered his voice so much that unless he leaned right next to Cai Qidong's ear, Cai Qidong might not even be able to hear him.
This was all to avoid making things awkward for everyone; this kind of thing, really, you definitely couldn't shout it out loud.
Wen Yan understood in his heart exactly why Old Lady Fox didn't call anyone else.
It's not like that old lady wouldn't be able to get in touch with someone from the Scorching Sun Department right away, right?
In fact, Cai Qidong's personal phone number, that old lady probably even had that.
But in the end, she called him instead.
The other day, when Sparrow Cat came out of the Water Ghost Domain, it collected the contact info for several demon and ghost bigshots, and even gave out his number to two of them.
One is that red-haired, twin-tailed fox's grandma—said to have immense prestige among the Demon Kin.
