Ding Ru took off his chef's jacket and pulled out a red flip phone from his hand, quickly dialing a number, his eyes intently fixed on Li Yan outside the door, fearful that any noise would alert him.
"Hello?"
Soon, a magnetic voice came through from the other end.
"Everything you said before, I agree. Come to Tiger Tooth Tower immediately to rescue me."
Ding Ru spoke lightly and quickly.
"Ten minutes."
The person on the other end didn't ask anything, concisely saying one line before hanging up immediately.
Ding Ru exhaled deeply, wiping the sweat from his forehead. Accidentally, he glanced at the sea bowl on the table, and his pupils suddenly constricted.
The round table with a melamine sticker had been burned through with a hole as large as a fist. The blue and white porcelain sea bowl on the table was shattered, and Cha Xiaodao, with blue smoke rising from all around her body, was staring straight at him.
"Do you think you'll have another ten minutes?"
