Bo Yan had originally not bothered to deal with the situation and even turned to strap on his shield, ready to enter the battlefield.
However, very quickly, the footsteps at the door grew louder—it was obvious that they weren't from a single person, but from many.
Moreover, they were heading towards their room!
Then came the ringing of his phone, piercingly loud.
Bo Yan didn't want to answer, especially at such a critical moment. But he seemed to realize something, first he covered the blushing Xia Siyu with a quilt, then turned to pick up his phone.
The call was from Song Fengzhi, "Yan-ge, is Xia Siyu with you?"
To be precise, he was in Xia Siyu's room.
Bo Yan glanced back at Xia Siyu, who also looked at him; both heard the urgency in Song Fengzhi's voice.
He nodded, "What's wrong?"
