If the people from the Eight Immortals Hall don't show up, who knows how long we'll have to wait.
Luo yang was worried he might not survive to see Hong Jiaxin.
Seeing Aunt Thirteen willing to make a call, the stone hanging in his heart finally fell.
He only heard her say: "We're in the array, when are you coming to get us out?"
The person on the other end, Luo yang didn't recognize, couldn't tell who it was.
He faintly heard: "If he dares to come in, we have to guard against him first. We'll get you out soon."
After hanging up, Aunt Thirteen turned and rolled her eyes.
She knew Luo yang had heard the conversation and didn't need to explain further.
"Aunt Thirteen, later, can you get the class president out for me?" Luo yang said.
He didn't want to make the first move, after all, he wasn't completely sure of success.
He might fail, and then he wouldn't be able to see Hong Jiaxin.
Therefore, Luo yang wanted to meet Hong Jiaxin first and ask how she was doing.
