“Ji Jue.” Lou Feng spat the words through clenched teeth. “If you called me just for fun, I swear I’m going to Cliff City today and taking you down with me!!!”

“You were the one who told me to fuck off first!” Ji Jue sounded genuinely shocked. He had already gotten more than enough entertainment from listening to the commotion on the other end, so he stopped teasing the guy. “I need a favor. Help me get in touch with your—”

Lou Feng flew into a rage and cut him off without hesitation. “Dream on! Not a chance! I knew you still hadn’t given up on my aunt… Wait. What the fuck did you just say?!”

“I said…” Ji Jue sighed helplessly, drew a deep breath, and practically shouted, “HELP ME GET IN TOUCH WITH YOUR TEACHER!!!”

Another painfully awkward silence followed.

Eventually, Lou Feng mentally buried the embarrassing version of himself from a moment ago and pretended none of it had happened. When he spoke again, his voice was still trembling. “What do you want from my teacher?”

“I need a signature.”

“A signature for…” Lou Feng stopped halfway through, as though something had suddenly occurred to him.

For a long time, he didn’t speak. Whether he was stunned or envious, Ji Jue couldn’t tell. 

Lou Feng finally asked, “That soon?” 

“I’d like to ask the same thing, but I really don’t have the guts to,” Ji Jue said with a shrug. “So I can only ask you for help.” 

“Got it.” Lou Feng didn’t dwell on it any further. Before hanging up,...