"Finally!" Wuming said and grinned at her. "I was honestly waiting for you to call, you know?" he scratched his head. "It took you quite a long time."
Feng Xuan breathed out nervously.
"You have quite the restraint that I didn't have," he laughed. "Anyway, shall we?"
Feng Xuan rubbed her hands together. "I honestly don't think this will help."
"Oh we never know," said Wuming with a wave of his hand. "We have to try to stop it first. Find something that would give you the same amount of thrill then try to level it. It's like a little monster. You don't have to give in to it. You just have to feed it from time to time."
Feng Xuan was chewing on her lips. She could not believe that she was here. Hell, she could not even believe that she actually texted Wuming to help her. But there was no one else out there, she thought.