As Shangguan's boy Shangguan Zifeng and Empress Shangguan Linlang had just finished breakfast and were stepping out of the house, he received a call from Xuanyuan Wuji. Zifeng now felt annoyed every time he saw the president, and he hung up on the caller without much courtesy.
"Brother Zifeng, whose call was that? Why didn't you answer it?" The Empress was somewhat puzzled and inquired directly to the man whose handsome face was a bit contorted.
"Don't know them, just spam, no need to pay any mind."
Shangguan Zifeng made up an excuse on the spot, having no intention of telling the Empress that the call came from Xuanyuan Wuji, that sly big bad wolf. He was still full of grievances towards the president. Who told him to kidnap his precious sister? Zifeng felt that he had done right by not beating Wuji up, but the real reason, Young Zifeng knew well, was that even if he tried, he was no match for the president who trained in martial arts all year long.
