Yi Luowa quickly flipped through the pages. This thick book, he had already annotated a third of it.
Tong Airui had barely slept ten minutes when his phone rang, and he abruptly opened his eyes.
Yi Luowa looked at him with a pained expression. Even sleeping didn't let him rest properly.
Tong Airui glanced at the number before pressing the answer button. "Dad, what's up?"
"Is it convenient to talk?"
"Only Luowa is next to me."
"Did your 'Grandpa Muta' ask you to find someone for him?"
"Mm." Tong Airui sat up. "I've already sent someone out for it."
"Good. The prime minister of R Nation just gave me a call. Looks like this battle won't last long."
Tong Airui laughed. "I specifically checked their weaponry this morning. Their equipment is even worse than Haotian's. With such capabilities, they still have the nerve to strut around. I really admire their courage."
