The call quickly connected, and the receiver had obviously not retired for the night yet. His voice was tinged with coldness, clear yet slightly hoarse and casual. "What's up?"
"The receiver of your gift came looking for me." Yvette was straightforward. "She wants to meet you."
"Oh," Reuben responded faintly, then decisively refused. "No can do."
"I thought so. That's why she said she'd hear out your conditions." Yvette added, "From what I heard, she won't stop until she meets you."
In other words, even if he kept rejecting her, she would employ alternative ways to investigate him.
He scoffed lightly, tickling Yvette's ear for some reason. She pulled the phone away and heard him say, "Tell her to win the college tournament. Once she does, I'll meet her."
She had no right to meet him if she couldn't win the tournament. Similarly, he had no reason to meet her. His voice was tinged with laziness, yet his words were filled with indifference.
Yvette appeared to be accustomed to his tone. She didn't question further and answered, "Sure."
Assuming the conversation would end, she surprisingly heard him ask, "How's she like?"
She was unsure what aspect he meant by that. "She's remarkable and quite interesting, too. You won't be disappointed when you meet her."
Her words implied her confidence in Shannon winning the tournament and meeting him. Reuben laughed and said, "I'll wait," before decisively ending the call.
After some thought, he dialed another number. "Hold back on capturing the mini demon that escaped to Seastone for now."
The mystic school had always been lenient with its teaching methods, as the curriculum wasn't suited for every student. Students could choose their coursework according to their own needs, and even if they took on field missions, they could make up for missed classes through online courses.
At that moment, Shannon sat before her desk, where a large monitor displayed her live elective geomancy class conducted by her lecturer.
While listening to the lecturer explaining geomancy theories, she focused her spiritual energy on carving an emerald pendant.
She had completed the emerald pendant for Zane to nurture his soul. Right then, she was carving Hank's stone turtle emerald pendant. Her deadline of three months was approaching soon.
While she focused on completing her work, a white, snowy ball suddenly leaped onto her balcony. It was Marshmallow, which had returned from its walk.
Hanging in its mouth was a rope, tied to a tortoise. It was Tortoise the System.
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