"No need to thank me. But are we still going to eat...?"
Chen Fei reached out to touch the still-damp traces on his face. He was about to ask when he suddenly felt his bag vibrate, followed by the sound of an incoming text message. He paused, then casually took out his phone. The moment his eyes fell on the screen, a look of shock and astonishment spread across his face as he cried out, "Master!?"
The text message was from none other than his long-missing master, Ming Daochuan. He quickly opened it, and after reading it, immediately dialed Ming Daochuan's number.
"...Hello?" After a moment, the call connected, and a familiar voice came through the receiver.
Upon hearing it, Chen Fei became excited. "Hello, Master, is that really you? Where have you been all this time? Why couldn't I reach you?"
