She received a call.
Ying Zijin glanced at the caller ID; it was an unfamiliar number.
After thinking for a moment, she decided to answer.
"Hello, Miss Ying."
Upon hearing that voice, Ying Zijin knew immediately who was on the other end of the line.
The caller genuinely surprised her.
"Mr. Yu?"
Since completing Wen Tinglan's treatment, the second-ranked hypnotist, Yu Xuesheng, had left Shanghai City.
His whereabouts were always unpredictable, and unless he disclosed them himself, no one knew where he might be.
But in reality, Yu Xuesheng was a psychologist.
He traveled around the world, treating those with psychological disorders.
People who had met him could never associate him with the second spot on the Hypnotist's Leaderboard.
"Miss Ying, I've heard that you're coming to the capital," Yu Xuesheng's voice was clean, reminiscent of the wind passing through clouds, elegant and pleasant, "when you do, might we meet? There's a favor I need to ask of you."