“It seems like we need to start studying tactics properly,” Tang Wulin said earnestly.
“Let’s go, we’ll plan in our room,” Xie Xie replied.
To them, Wu Zhangkong was a goliath that they had to face.
At that moment, Tang Wulin’s soul communicator rang. Glancing at the caller ID, he saw that it read “Teacher” and immediately knew who was calling.
“Wulin, come see me as soon as you’re free. I have something to talk to you about.” Mu Chen’s voice was lower, different from his usual calm self.
“Yes. Teacher, I’m free at the moment so I’ll go right away.” Although Tang Wulin didn’t know what the matter was, Mu Chen had always treated him well. He naturally had to show respect in return.
“Mn. I’ll be waiting.”
