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Chief, SweetDisciple Is Online

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

It was his cell phone.

Feng Nai did not even open his eyes as he stretched his hand out.

Distinctly jointed fingers, slender and pretty, held one end of the cell phone under the sunlight.

"Who?"

One word filled with obvious sleepiness.

His voice was still hoarse.

Han Xi paused before he said, "It's me."

Upon making out the voice on the other end, Feng Nai did not hang up immediately. If it had been Panda, there would have been no need to continue the call.

"You better have something for me." Feng Nai was intending on hanging up right after he heard him out and going back to sleep.

Han Xi decided to be concise. "SweetDisciple."

Feng Nai sneered coldly upon hearing this nickname. "When did you start acting like Panda? I'm hanging up."

"I'm saying that SweetDisciple logged on…" Before Han Xi could finish, a beeping sound was heard from the other end of the line.

He'd probably made this call at a bad time.