"Address," the voice in the mobile phone was calm and composed.
"Huh?" Anna clearly didn't catch on, a two-word sentence, so brief, and he spoke so quickly.
"I'm asking you, where are you now?" the voice in the mobile phone impatiently raised several decibels.
"Oh," Anna finally snapped back to reality and hurriedly reported, "Accross the snack street from the training center."
"Good, got it, just wait there, don't walk around with him." After saying this, he didn't wait for Anna to respond and hung up the phone.
When had she ever walked around randomly with Xaviar Thompson? How could he speak like that?
Just as she put the phone back in her bag, her sleeve was tugged, she looked down and saw Xaviar Thompson with his face full of pity, black stuff all around his mouth, "Teacher Anna, what did my dad tell you?"
"He told us to wait here, he'll be here soon to pick you up," Anna relayed truthfully.
"Ah, he's coming?" Xaviar's beautiful features immediately wrinkled together.