Chapter 13: Wang Yunxiao, I Want to Eat Hotpot

At the stroke of midnight, thunder rolled in the sky, and the downpour resumed.

Wang Yunxiao suddenly opened his eyes, climbed out of bed, and walked to the window, looking toward the school gate.

"What's up, big bro?"

Youtiao, groggy, lifted his head to ask.

"There's noise from military vehicles."

"Did they bring more canned luncheon meat?"

"You dream too much! Always thinking of goodies!"

Youtiao rubbed his eyes, grabbed his glasses, and hurried to the windowsill to take a look, but the heavy rain made it impossible to see anything clearly.

"What can you see?"

"It's not about seeing, it's about hearing, the cylinder noise doesn't sound like it's from the Qilin Army's vehicles."

"?"

Youtiao looked bewilderedly at Wang Yunxiao, "Big bro, what are you talking about?"

"It's nothing. Keep sleeping, I'll go take a look."