How to Court a Girl? 4

Furball slipped into the corner of the room and disguised himself as an inconspicuous and innocent little dust.

It was a small room that could fill four people at most. A singular bed was pushed to the deepest part where a small window was. Aside from that, there was only a wooden cabinet, a large table and a simple chair.

At this moment, Yu Jingzhi was sitting on the chair, in front of him was a bowl of black liquid medicine. He was staring into thin air, his mind wandering, no one knew what was in his mind. All of a sudden, Feng Haijun burst in, his steps almost flying in excitement and anxiousness.

"Master! Master, this subject has some news regarding White Eagle!"

White Eagle? Furball titled his head in confusion and eavesdropped earnestly.

Yu Jingzhi blinked and clarity returned to his eyes. He tapped his fingers on the table, giving his permission for Feng Haijun to speak.