"Liang Jingxian, what on earth are you up to? For the past few days, you've been busy with what? Why can't anyone get in touch with you?"
Having undergone five days of closed-door cultivation, Liang Jingxian had just "emerged" when he received a phone call full of Fang Bing's complaints.
"Hehe, didn't I tell you before? I wanted to seclude myself to research something," Liang Jingxian said proudly as he looked at the skincare product "Dream Mud" he had successfully created.
Fang Bing shook her head, "I thought you were researching some life-saving medicine or something."
Liang Jingxian spoke mysteriously, "Wait a minute, I'll bring it over for you to use."
Fang Bing snapped, "Liang Jingxian, that's enough, okay? I don't want to use such disgusting stuff. I... was just kidding with you, why are you taking it so seriously?"
Liang Jingxian, who had been busy developing "Dream Mud" these days, was just out of seclusion and had been utterly confused by Fang Bing.