"Ah! So annoying!"
Yang Yan shouted, grabbing a pillow and putting it over his face, wanting to fall asleep immediately and forget about these troublesome matters.
Just then, Yang Yan's phone rang abruptly.
He tossed aside the pillow, took out his phone, and looked—it's an unfamiliar number.
After thinking for a moment, he pressed the answer key.
"Hello! Who are you looking for?"
Yang Yan asked.
"King, it's me, I'm Frost Heaven."
A familiar male voice came from the other end of the phone.
Yang Yan sat up abruptly, saying:
"Frost Heaven? What's up?"
"King, you are in Spring City, right?"
Frost Heaven asked.
"Yes, what's up?"
Yang Yan asked.
"Do you have time now? Can you come out for a bit?"
Frost Heaven's voice, usually calm, carried a hint of urgency.
"Yes, where are you?"
Yang Yan asked immediately.
"I'm over here at West Mountain. If you have time now, hurry over, things here are quite urgent."
Frost Heaven finished speaking and hung up.
