"He lost his phone here?" asked Raelle.
"Lost it? I'm more inclined to believe that he purposely got rid of his phone here," responded Xia Zhao. "He and his allergy to carrying electronic devices."
"It seems he likes the old-fashioned life," commented Raelle.
"You don't understand," said Xia Zhao and shook his head. "Forget it. I already had no hope of calling his number. I should call someone else." Saying that he dialed another number, "Jinzhi, where is Young Master Ru?"
"I'm also looking for him, Little Uncle," came the response.
Xia Zhao was speechless, "Isn't it your responsibility to keep an eye on him?"
"Yeah, but the premise for that is that Young Master Ru is willing to be watched. It seems he ran out of patience today and now, we are all looking for him."
Xia Zhao hung up the phone and looked at Raelle apologetically, "I'm sorry. It seems you'll have to wait a little bit."
