Ling Zhenfei did not expect Li Yuetong to be so insistent, and after thinking for a moment he said, "Alright then, tomorrow night it is."
Li Yuetong said happily, "Then I will decide on the restaurant's address tomorrow and send you a message, you must come, okay?"
"Definitely."
After hanging up the phone, the thought of Li Yuetong made Ling Zhenfei want to laugh. If he had received a call from her six months ago, he would have been very excited, but now it seemed somewhat inconsequential to him; it was just a dinner and he did not take it to heart.
"Are you Ling Zhenfei?" the driver suddenly turned his head to ask Ling Zhenfei.
"I am Ling Zhenfei, but can you please focus on driving?" The road to Tianquan Mountain was not very accessible. Although it was paved with asphalt, there were many curves, and the car had to go slow.
The driver exclaimed in surprise, "You really are Ling Zhenfei, Divine Doctor Ling, wow, I can't believe I'm seeing you alive."