C2015 I Don't Mind You

"Huh?"

Faang Yang looked down and found it was a foreign number. He frowned.

It seemed that other than Blatter and the others, no one else knew his contact details.

Faang Yang's eyes rolled. He hesitated for a moment and picked up the phone.

"Who is it?"

"Faang Yang? Are you Faang Yang?"

A hurried voice came from the phone.

"You are..