No one knows when it began—
But the world was split in two.
Those in the Upper City live in the sunlight, on vast lands, warm and free.
Those in the Lower City survive in a cram...
Interestingly, Ning Fan didn't call them all together.
About twenty minutes after Yan Feng arrived, Li Yufeng arrived.
Only after Li Yufeng arrived did Ning Fan call Lao Jin again.
Lao Jin arrived, and Ning Fan finally contacted Sun Kai.
"Everyone is here."
Ning Fan cleared his throat twice and said, "I'm sorry for bringing everyone here so late."
Except for Yan Feng, the other three were a little nervous at this time.
Li Yufeng was relatively better, but Lao Jin and Sun Kai had obvious sweat on their foreheads.
"As for small talk, we can talk later."
Ning Fan said softly, "I called everyone here today for one main purpose."
Everyone stared at Ning Fan.
Ning Fan smiled.
"Catching ghosts."
The atmosphere in the room became solemn and depressing.
Ning Fan looked extremely relaxed.
"Captains, please contact your brothers and ask them to gather downstairs."
Yan Feng was the first to take out his cell phone and made several calls.
Although the others didn't know what Ning Fan was playing, they all followed his instructions and made calls.
After everyone had been contacted, he looked at Ning Fan again.
However, Ning Fan remained silent.
"No, Ning Fan, what's going on?"
Li Yufeng couldn't sit still any longer: "You're doing this, and we brothers are uneasy!"
"No rush."
Ning Fan said softly, "Wait for someone."
Who are you waiting for?
Everyone stared at each other, completely unaware of who Ning Fan was waiting for.
About ten minutes later, the door of the conference room was pushed open.
A graceful figure walked in.
Gao Kexin.
A smile appeared on Ning Fan's face.
"Sister Xin, who is the ghost?"