Gu Wenzhu's hand quivered, nearly dropping his phone.
"Teacher, look at you, your hands are so unsteady," Qu Lingyun remarked, standing under the glaring sun. "Let's rest for a few days. I'm still working on the script. Can you let me have a break?"
He had thought himself the epitome of overwork.
Yet, Gu Wenzhu well surpassed him in diligence.
"Shut up!" Gu Wenzhu snapped fiercely. "Get lost, don't bother me."
Qu Lingyun stood speechless.
What brought on this sudden outburst from the old man?
Better not to provoke him.
He wisely chose to keep his distance.
Taking several deep breaths, Gu Wenzhu shakily opened his email.
A dual signature in English and Chinese greeted him.
Luna.
Yun Lan.
The message was an address.
Lin City!
His pupils dilated in shock.
It took him a moment to remember that Lin City was a coastal city in the West State of the Great Xia Empire.
