She eyed the man, whose gaze had turned dark, and shook her head.
"If no one is speaking, I will be hanging up."
She spoke one last time, for this silence on the other end was starting to scare her.
"Are you Pei Ge?"
A low and hoarse voice finally came through. It seemed to be coming from far away, as though the person had not spoken in a long time. The mechanical whirring and the sound of wind reminded her of a familiar scene.
"Who are you? Who are you exactly?" she quickly asked. Standing beside her, Ji Ziming took the phone from her and coldly asked the person she was talking to. "What is your motive for finding her?"
"You must be Ji Ziming. What motive would I have for finding her? Don't think of me as a bad person."
The stranger suddenly laughed. Through the receiver, the laughter sounded frightening.
