With the backpack in his hand, the Divine Enchanter of Sin Flame finally spoke up. "Like Master, like student," he commented tersely.
Lou Cheng could only smile drily in response. Silently, he took his phone back and sent a text to Yan Zheke.
"Problem solved! Just like we predicted, he picked an ancient battlefield. I will teach you the Wholeness Formula this coming Lunar New Year!"
The night was thick and serene in Connecticut, America. Suddenly, an absurdly loud message notification blasted in Yan Zheke's room. She opened her eyes groggily and took a look at her phone. A dimpled smile formed on her face. She managed to reply with a [blushed smile]. To prevent getting interrupted during sleep again, she reverted her notification settings back to normal.
With that done, she plunged back into bed, rolled around, and hugged her quilt. She drifted off to sleep, with a slight curl on her lips, as though she was having a pleasant dream.
