Fu Zhi walked out of the classroom with her phone in her hand and made a call through WeChat.
The call was soon picked up, and the moment she put her earphones on, a myriad of worried voices blared out.
"Did she get hacked?"
"I thought she had already forgotten about us!"
"Why isn't she speaking? I'm sure someone must have hacked into her phone!"
"But isn't she a hacker herself?"
"Well, it's not impossible for her to lose her touch sometimes, right?"
"Master? Are you there? If you're there, can you say something?"
"Shush, come one by one. Don't all talk at once," Fu Zhi said. She was in the restroom washing her hands right now.
The group fell silent. Then, after what felt like a century, Bai Ji's excited voice rang out. "Master, did you finally remember the password to your WeChat ID?"
