(Gongsun, you haven't gone to sleep yet, have you?)
Mr. Shiyu's telepathic message unusually carried a hint of palpable panic.
The young man with grey hair promptly set down his pen and replied, (What's wrong?)
(I encountered a situation I never imagined. To be honest, I'm in a state of chaos and I don't know what to do.)
Gongsun Ce stood up, readying himself for battle. He asked sternly, (Calm down, Mr. Shiyu. What exactly happened?)
(Just now, my phone lit up...)
An attack using an electronic device as a medium? A power that requires strict preconditions but is troublesome to deal with? He's in chaos because of a spiritual attack? Even Mr. Shiyu couldn't find a countermeasure and came to seek help, which means this enemy is formidable... Probably an opponent not to be underestimated both in power and in cunning!
(And then?)
(Listen to me, Gongsun. I know this is hard to comprehend, but, you have to listen to me finish.)
Gongsun Ce swallowed.
(Relax, I trust you.)