Ling Feng returned to his room and sprawled onto the sofa.
After a minute, feeling uncomfortable all over, he took out his phone and called Han Wancheng.
The call was quickly answered, and the person on the other line asked, "What's wrong this time?"
"Don't put it that way, Director Han, it's as if I'm always causing trouble!"
Ling Feng chuckled bitterly, then continued, "I'm not trying to disturb you, I just wanted to know how things are progressing. If there's nothing else, can we start heading back?"
"Not yet, wait a little longer. We will notify you when you need to come back!"
Han Wancheng said, and then asked with some confusion, "You've only been in Capital City for less than two days, and you're already eager to return? Don't you want to look around a bit more here?"
"Nowhere feels as good as home; I'm a bit homesick!" Ling Feng said with a smile.
