After they left.
Zhang Xiaohao took out his phone, thought for a moment, and dialed a number.
The phone rang for a while before it was answered.
"Our War God doesn't call unless it's to the Three Treasures Hall, what made you think to call me today?" came a woman's teasing voice from the phone.
"Huan You'er, stop fooling around! I have something to ask you," said Zhang Xiaohao, unamused.
Facing this woman who feared neither heaven nor earth, he was quite troubled.
"Little me is flattered!" Huan You'er giggled.
"I need you to use your power to help me find three people," Zhang Xiaohao said seriously.
"Let me guess, they're women, aren't they?" Huan You'er joked.
"Can we not bring up women?" Zhang Xiaohao complained tersely.
"Giggle! Tell me, what is it?" Huan You'er asked.
