The plane descended slowly at Las Vegas Airport, and Chen Yang hid his sword in the long flute case on his back, a trick he learned from Liu Wuxin.
Of course, this was a real flute case that could only be used to hide the Bloody Sun Sword to avoid attracting too much attention, not like Liu Wuxin's metallic case that could also be used as a weapon.
Stepping out of the terminal, Chen Yang pulled out his phone and dialed Yang Xuewei's number.
The phone rang, and to Chen Yang's surprise, he heard Yang Xuewei's excited voice, "Chen Yang, it's a rare occasion for you to call me."
Chen Yang was taken aback, thinking, wasn't his phone in Fowler Edison's hands? How did it get back to Yang Xuewei?
He didn't want to expose his whereabouts, nor did he want Yang Xuewei to worry.
He said, "I called you yesterday, but why was there no answer? Are you ignoring me?"
