Because of his special status as a celebrity, Gong Qiming had his own cell phone.
He happened to be filming with the crew when he received the call.
"Who is this?" Gong Qiming took a sip of water to moisten his throat and then heard a cold voice from the other end.
"Gong Qiming?"
Gong Qiming almost choked to death on the water stuck in his throat.
He immediately felt an urge to hang up the call.
"If you hang up, I'll come to find you."
Yan Sinian's threat proved very effective.
Gong Qiming hummed twice, swallowing the water, "What's up? If you're looking for me, come find me, am I supposed to be scared of you? In this lifetime, you might not even be able to beat me."
Despite his words, there was an unmistakable whiff of bluster in his tone.
Yan Sinian couldn't be bothered to waste words with him, "I need to talk to you about something."