The phone number of Shangguan Yu’s home.
"Hello!" The person who answered the phone was Shangguan Huai, his voice as cheerful as ever. "Who are you looking for?"
"I'm looking for Shangguan Yu."
The person on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, then asked tentatively, "Are you Yan Jue?"
"Well, please be quick, it's urgent." Yan Jue didn't have time to be polite with him.
"But Xiaoyu he..." Shangguan Huai's voice suddenly cut off, followed by a rustling sound from the other side, followed by Shangguan Yu's angry curse.
"I'm in the bathroom, why did you open the door?!"
"There's a phone call for you."
"Can't you just ask him to call back later?"
"It's Yan Jue. He said something urgent happened. He's very anxious."
There were a few more ringing sounds on the other end of the phone, and Shangguan Huai seemed to have pulled the phone to the bathroom door.
Shangguan Yu was speechless. There were two clicks on the other end, and his impatient voice came from the receiver: "What's the matter?"
"I've talked to Fan Yiye. Rong Xiao's current condition is not right. Tell me everything you know." Yan Jue rarely spoke in such a tone, but he was no longer in the mood to pretend to be polite. What's more, Shangguan Yu would not buy it.
There was silence on the other end of the phone. Shangguan Yu was initially unhappy with Yan Jue's tone, but after hearing him say Rong Xiao wasn't feeling well, he didn't take it seriously. "What did he say?"
"Rong Xiao was scratched by a zombie," Yan Jue knew he thought he was trying to trick him. "He said you were closest to Rong Xiao at the time, so you should have seen it more clearly. Did you notice anything else unusual?"
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