"I'm not here."
"..."
Ya Tianxing looked at her amused.
As Mo Shangjun's mentor, a renowned military strategist, a well-known professor, and originating from the navy with a high rank, the students at National Defense Science and Technology University held him in the highest regard. Many would go to great lengths to become his students, and even outside of the university, his reputation was well-established.
Being his favorite disciple, Mo Shangjun, on the other hand, seemed to avoid him whenever she could.
Ya Tianxing lifted his hand and tossed the cell phone to her.
It flew directly at Mo Shangjun's head, but she was too lazy to dodge. She simply reached out and caught the phone in mid-air.
Glancing at the screen, she found it lit up, not with a call from her mentor but from Mo Shangshuang.
After scowling at Ya Tianxing, Mo Shangjun lethargically picked up the phone and brought it to her ear.
"What's up?" she asked.
