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Lo Yuchen glanced down at his phone, still on the call. He gripped it tightly, then answered.

From the other end, Nie Zeyu's booming voice came through: "Lo Yuchen, what's going on? What happened? Why aren't you saying anything?"

"What's up?" Yuchen asked curiously. "Nie Zeyu, you sound pretty anxious. Do you need something from me?"

Indeed