Xia Yunshu Was Feeling Down

"Ah Ci."

"Are you really... completely recovered?"

"Yes."

"I'm still worried. I'll return to Yu City in a while. I'll give you a detailed check-up then."

Xia Yunshu wanted to say that it was fine, but decided otherwise. "Okay."

"Which part of Yu City are you in? Do you have any missions?"

Hearing this, Xia Yunshu knew that Junliu had told them about her visit to the Du family.

She wasn't angry that they had interfered in her affairs.

She had always been quite indulgent with the members of the Tyrants.

Moreover, they were acting this way because they cared about her, so there was no need for her to be angry.

"No, I have some private matters to take care of."

"Private matters?"

"Yes."

He stopped asking further.

"Then don't shoulder everything yourself. We have many members in Yu City. If there's anything you need, you can look for them or call me directly."

"Ah Ci, I'm the leader of the Tyrants." In other words, don't speak to her in a coaxing tone.

He couldn't help but laugh. "Yes, yes, yes. You're the leader of the Tyrants. I know that in my heart."

"I'm hanging up," she said expressionlessly.

Without waiting for his reply, she hung up the phone.

After hanging up, her expressionless face was filled with a conflicted expression.

She was the one who had rescued the other six people from the Tyrants, and she was also the one who had trained them.

Of course, some of them already had some foundation and other capabilities, but they were far from their current level.

Most of their current capabilities came from her training plans at the base.

And now, as long as they were free, they would return to the base to train.

No one knew when it started, but other than Junliu and Youngest, they no longer treated her as their leader and spoke very casually.

But strangely, she was not angry about this change.

She just felt very depressed, which slowly dissipated a few minutes later.

She took her phone and dialled.

It rang three times before it was picked up. "Hello?"

His voice was a little hoarse, a little lazy, and a little impatient, as if he had been woken up from his sleep.

She put down her phone and looked at the time. It was 9:43 pm.

"You fell asleep at this moment?"

He finally woke up upon hearing her voice. 

His tone instantly softened. "Oh, it's Yunshu."

"I've been filming for two days and one night, and I'm trying to catch up on my sleep."

"Then did I wake you up?"

Xia Yunshu frowned slightly.

She didn't notice it earlier, but now that she recalled, there really wasn't any message from him in the group chat.

"It's nothing. It's rare that you take the initiative to call me. What happened?"

"Did you know about Junliu's transfer?"

"I did. I asked Sister Fu to arrange it for him."

After a pause, he asked, "Yunshu, how did you know about his transfer? Speaking of which, he sent a message in the group early this morning saying that you're fully awake. Have you guys met before?"

Xia Yunshu, "..."

He was so alert even though he had just woken up.

This was expected from the vice-leader of the Tyrants.

Since he had guessed it, there was no need to hide it.

"Yes."

"Then you..."

"Don't ask me where I am. I won't tell you."

Ah Ci, "..."

"Check out why Junliu transferred to another school," she said.

The Tyrants rarely look into the private affairs of other members, but they would still do so when necessary. 

Not investigating them meant that they trusted their capabilities.

However, Junliu had obviously been evasive towards her. 

Xia Yunshu had a feeling that this matter was much more complicated.

She was a little worried.

"Didn't he choose to transfer to another school because he was expelled from the school?"

Without waiting for her reply, he continued, "I know. You don't have to worry about him. I'll keep an eye on him after I've investigated thoroughly."

"Okay."

Just as the call ended, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

The door opened and Aunt Song stood outside. "Miss Yunshu, the room is cleaned. You can go and rest now. I'll have someone to move your things up tomorrow."

"Okay. Thank you, Aunt Song."