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Kevin's hand, feeling Sia's firm butt, suddenly buzzed from his smartwatch's vibration. Annoyed, he muttered, "Why do people always call at the wrong times?" and glanced at the caller's name.
It was Samira. "Seriously? Didn't I just finish talking to her?" Kevin mumbled in confusion. He had just wrapped up a conversation with her, and now she was on the line again.
Leaving Sia engrossed in the cultivation technique, Kevin answered the call, saying, "Hey, Miss Samira. Weren't we just saying our goodbyes?"
"Sorry for continuously disturbing you, Mr. Morrison, but I wanted to ask if you could sell me two more Immortal-tier qi potions?" Samira's urgency was evident in her voice.
