Having thought of an idea, he smiled curiously.
"Okay, you should stop worrying about tomorrow and get some rest. Just wait and see what happens," Chu Feng said and playfully slapped Zhou Ying's bouncy butt. Zhou Ying's face turned red, and she threatened to complain to Yun Muqing.
Chu Feng went to Zhou Lie and extinguished his pipe. The latter cursed under his breath and went to sleep.
After everyone else was gone from the garden, Chu Feng mumbled to himself, "What's the number to the Yenching military region headquarters again?"
He thought for a while and entered a string of numbers in his phone.
The call was soon picked up. "Passphrase?" a voice said coldly.
"The lush mountains bury loyal bones. The warriors' souls stay vigilant."
The voice on the other end of the call became gentler. "Name and designation?"
"Xi Ye Dragon Soul Warlord, 00001, Chu Feng," Chu Feng said while tapping his fingers.
Chu Feng heard a crash as though the person had knocked something over. "Dragon Lord!" the person exclaimed respectfully.
"Dragon Lord, the entire Yenching military region is yours to command."
"Spare me the formalities. I only need a small favor this time. I've heard that Yang Jingyu is the leader of the military region now, isn't he?"
"Yes, Dragon Lord, but he's currently in a meeting abroad now. You might…"
"Tell him to come back," Chu Feng's tone was casual, yet there was an indisputable sense of authority. "I need a driver tomorrow. Tell him to come over to my house and drive for me."
"Huh?" The other person was confused. He could not believe Chu Feng wanted the leader of a military region to be a driver.
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