Not long after Zhao Li Xin returned to his painting studio, the same place he had entered the Mystique Realm, he immediately searched for Lory, eager to share the good news with his beloved wife. Then he remembered he had this marvelous little device called a cell phone.
With a small smirk, he slipped it out from his sleeve and tapped the call button. After a few rings, the line eventually connected.
[Li Xin, where are you?!] Lory's voice shrieked through the speaker, sharp with anxiety.
Zhao Li Xin instinctively pulled the phone away from his ear, wincing at the volume, before cautiously pressing it back. [I'm in the palace. I just came back from the spatial ring,] he explained calmly.
