Later that noon;
In great disappointment of failure at the guild, Lin Fang returned home. As he walked through the main door, he was greeted by an unusual silence.
No voices. No cooking sounds. No faint music playing from someone's phone.
"Weird," he muttered to himself, dropping his bag near the shoe rack. He looked around the living room, and it was empty. The kitchen remained untouched.
There had never been a time like this before.
Even with everyone's busy schedules, at least one of them, Li Liu, Yu Xiaofei, Hao Bin, or Zhi Yan, was always home. It has been this way since he entered this house.
He couldn't help but frown, pulling out his new smartphone, and dialed Zhi Yan's number.
However, there was no response.
"Whatever… I don't care."
Lin Fang, who was already filled with frustration and disappointment, trudged to his room and kicked the door open. "Maybe they all went out for something," he mumbled, throwing himself onto the bed before shutting his eyes.
