Yang Gang dialed the number, and after a couple of beeps, the call went through.
"Little Qi, my brother..."
Little Qi immediately got goosebumps: "Stop being nauseating, just spit it out."
"Bro, I'm currently homeless and have nowhere to stay. Can I crash at your place tonight?" Yang Gang said with a chuckle.
Little Qi curled his lip: "Why don't you just stay at a hotel for a night? Are you short on cash now?"
"Damn, Little Qi, you're really heartless. Your foster mother is the woman of my foster dad. We're brothers, right? Can't we just bond a little?" Yang Gang said.
"Snort! Why didn't you mention we're brothers when you threatened me at the cafe?" Little Qi retorted angrily.
He paused, then added: "Alright, you look pitiful. I'll let you stay with me for the night. I'm at Room 906, Guotai Hotel."
"Little Qi, you're such a good guy," Yang Gang smirked.
Little Qi shivered: "You're disgusting. I'm hanging up."
Yang Gang chuckled, then headed straight for the Guotai Hotel.