C156 The Phone

Chung Shao was on the line, speaking hurriedly, and Yaen Feilong couldn't make heads or tails of what he was saying. After a minute of this, Feilong was still at a loss.

"Slow down, Chung Shao. Take a breath and speak clearly, will you? This is getting us nowhere. What's the problem?" Feilong was rapidly losing patience with the rambling.

"Come on