Xingtie: My silly online friend is actually a raccoon!

In the main hall of the Shence Mansion, everyone sat around the already opened hibernation pod.

Having just emerged from hibernation, Jingtian was still very weak and could only lean back in his chair as he slowly recounted the events of thirty years ago.

He spoke slowly throughout the entire process, his tone as calm as if he were telling someone else's story, pausing only slightly a few times when he mentioned Fu Xuan.

"How romantic!"

On March 7th, she cupped her face in her hands, her eyes practically sparkling with joy.

She felt that Lu Ze was really going all out to change Fu Xuan's fate, even to the point of disregarding his own life.

Yao Guang nodded thoughtfully.

She gleaned some insights from Lu Ze's actions, and this approach might prove very helpful for her upcoming trip to the Two-Phase Paradise.

She glanced at Fu Xuan and saw her junior sister looking down at the empty metal hibernation pod on the ground, lost in thought.

Just as everyone was filled with emotion, Xing's phone suddenly rang.

She took her phone out of her pocket and looked at the contact person flashing on the screen, which made her eyes widen instantly and her voice rise several octaves.

"It's Lu Ze calling!"

That shout immediately drew everyone's attention.

On March 7th, she hopped over to Xing's side, her head almost touching the phone screen, urging him on repeatedly.

"Connect me quickly! Connect me quickly!"

Xing eagerly pressed the answer button and also turned on speakerphone so that everyone present could hear it.

Lu Ze's image appeared on the screen, and at the same time, Lu Ze's slightly nervous voice came from the phone's speaker.

"Xingbao, how's things going on your end?"

"Hmph..." Before Xing could answer, a cold snort came from the side.

Fu Xuan crossed his arms and glanced sideways at Xing's phone screen with his golden eyes, looking at the person he had missed for thirty years.

But he called the Trail Blazers "Star Boy".

Lu Ze clearly heard it; there was a full two seconds of silence on the speaker.

"Uh..." He was too embarrassed to speak on the other end of the phone. He had just blurted it out and completely forgotten that Fu Xuan might be right next to Xing.

"Um... Xuan'er?" he called out cautiously.

"What, does our great hero still remember me, the woman who was abandoned?"

Fu Xuan's tone was so sour it could be squeezed out of vinegar.

She no longer cared how many eyes were watching, and poured all the resentment she had suppressed for thirty years onto Lu Ze.

On March 7th, Xing was frantically winking at him from the side, while Yao Guang watched the show with great interest, resting his chin on his hand. Qing Que shrank behind Dan Heng, not daring to even breathe loudly, and even Jing Tian smiled almost imperceptibly.

Urgent!

Lu Ze really didn't know how to respond to that.

What could he say?

Say, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you wait thirty years"?

This is just bringing up the very thing you don't want to talk about!

Seeing that March 7th was blinking at him frantically, Hoshino quickly tried to smooth things over.

"Luzhe, did you get home safely?"

Upon hearing Xing's intervention, Lu Ze almost instantly picked up the conversation, speaking as quickly as if he had grasped a lifeline.

"Yes, I just arrived, and my phone is fixed. I called you right away." After saying that, a sigh of relief came from his speaker.

Seeing his expression of relief, Fu Xuan felt a great deal of resentment dissipate.

I still feel sorry for him, even after thirty years, that feeling has never changed.

"Now that you're back, get some rest." Her tone softened.

"Hmm... I understand. You too, don't overwork yourself. And also, don't keep taking Jingyuan's empty promises." Lu Ze's voice returned to normal.

"Cough cough..."

Jing Yuan coughed twice loudly beside him. "How did your private conversation as a couple get dragged into this?"

Everyone couldn't help but laugh, even Fu Xuan's lips curved into a smile.

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Xing switched the phone back from speakerphone and made a few jokes with Lu Ze that only the two of them would understand.

Taking the opportunity, Qingque shrank further behind Danheng—"Don't let the blood splatter on me."

On March 7th, he would perch on Xing's shoulder and eavesdrop.

Until Lu Ze hung up the phone.