Meanwhile, Chen Kai, restless and anxious like an ant on a hot stove, still stood under the streetlight, unsure of where to go. He knew he couldn't go home, as his sisters were eagerly waiting and hoping at home. He did not know how to face them.
Chain smoking, he had scattered several cigarette butts at his feet. Crouched on the ground, he stared blankly at his cell phone.
After a while the phone rang. Seeing it was a call from Gao Ming, he answered impatiently.
"You had better give me some good news."
Gao Ming sighed heavily: "I called Yang Long, but as expected, the coward didn't dare answer. You know, not long ago he wanted to kill us all; it's just that the assassin wasn't very professional."
Impatiently, Chen Kai interrupted him: "What's the point in talking circles now? Just tell me if you have a solution!"
With no choice left, another sigh: "If I didn't have a solution, I wouldn't dare to call you."
