Xia Xin was startled for a moment, thinking it actually made sense.
He slightly relaxed, and just as he was about to ponder more, his phone suddenly vibrated with a message notification.
"The, the ancient ancestor has sent a message!" Xia Xin's heart once again leaped into his throat, flustered with nervousness.
Jiangli rolled her eyes, "Look at it!"
"Oh, oh…"
With fumbling hands, Xia Xin opened his phone's private message, finding a string of phone numbers sent with a note that it was unclear in text and they wanted to talk on the phone.
Xia Xin conveyed this to Jiangli.
Before Jiangli could respond, Wang Yao, unable to wait, said, "Can we talk with her?"
Xia Xin and Jiangli both looked at him at the same time.
Momentarily frozen as if spellbound, Wang Yao tensed up, "I… I mean no harm, I'm just curious about what they might say…"
Jiangli glanced at him, seeing right through this fox who was not even a thousand years old.
However, it wasn't a problem.
