"I'm doing quite well, actually." Shang Junxiao was utterly perplexed, feeling that everyone was acting strangely since he woke up this morning.
He couldn't help but ask in confusion, "Brother Song, what's going on with you guys today? Why does everyone look at me so oddly? Have I done something, or gotten myself into some sort of trouble?"
Upon hearing this, Brother Song stared at him quietly for a few seconds, his face growing taut, and he spoke seriously, "Did you not get a chance to look at the news this morning?"
"No." Shang Junxiao was clueless, "I've never had the habit of watching the news in the morning. What's the matter?"
Brother Song paused for a moment, then suggested, "You should take a look at it first. But Junxiao, before you read the news, you'd better be mentally prepared."
