"Okay, I'll wait for you." Zhao Manying hung up the phone.
Ji Xinghuo stared at the empty screen, somewhat dazed. Manying still seemed to consider herself his girlfriend, completely unaffected by their year apart.
At least, that's how it appeared on the surface.
"Sigh..."
Ji Xinghuo felt conflicted and couldn't help but let out a sigh.
Just as he was about to continue contacting his family, he turned his head and saw the Swordsman and two Legends in the cabin all staring at him intently, their expressions a mix of perplexity, shock, and envy.
"So you are Ji Xinghuo!" the captain of the Sword Team exclaimed.
Ji Xinghuo nodded.
He realized that these swordsmen all had something to say, likely fans of Zhao Manying or something similar, a situation all too common and not worth further explanation.
Considering there were others around, Ji Xinghuo sent a message in the family group to check in and then turned off his phone, sitting quietly with his eyes closed to rest.
