C637 Back to France

Ye Zichen took out his phone, clicked on the contact number, and browsed through it. There was actually no one who could help them.

After typing out the number he had memorized in his heart, his fingers hesitated in the air for a long time before pressing it down. The phone emitted a faint light in the dark and he pressed the cold screen to his ear.

The beep continued for a long time