Asking to borrow money was a humiliation Ning Ge had never experienced before in his short career, and it was just for ten yuan. Yet, now, he truly did not even have ten yuan on him.
When he had escaped, it had been in a rush; how could he have prepared everything? And in the process of escaping, crossing mountains and fighting, he had lost everything he could have carried on him.
And the most important thing...
Avoiding Cheng Su's gaze from not far away, Ning Ge picked up the red telephone in front of him and dialed a familiar number.
Beep, beep beep...
On the other end of the telephone line, nobody picked up until Ning Ge was about to give up, then someone answered, a somewhat heavy voice coming through from the line.
"Hello, it's me," Ning Ge spoke in a deep voice, his head slightly bowed, hiding the shameless demeanor he usually had, replaced by solemnity. If Cheng Su and Qi Taiguo were around, they would undoubtedly be shocked and start to wonder who he really was.
