After ending the call, Chen Xiaolian sighed softly. There was a slightly despondent look on his face.

“What? Are you still feeling worried for your guild members?” There was an ambiguous smile on Miao Yan’s face as she looked at Chen Xiaolian.

The two of them were within a small Arab-styled bar. Middle East music rang out from the speakers there. Looking through the windows, they could see that it was dark outside and there were not many people inside the bar. The two of them occupied a corner within the bar, a glass of freshly-squeezed fruit juice before each of them. A big hookah was placed beside their table.

“There is nothing to worry about. Regardless if I am there or not, Meteor Rock Guild is still Meteor Rock Guild.” Chen Xiaolian shook his head and smiled. “I know my guild members well enough.”

“Then, why the sigh?” Miao Yan raised her eyebrows. “Is it because… … you have to separate with your girlfriend?”

“Yes. Is there a problem?” Chen Xiaolian’s expression seemed to be saying: That’s to be expected. Then, he said, “If you have to leave your boyfriend for a long time, will you not sigh at all? Oh… I forgot. You are someone from the Upper Plane. Maybe… … in the Upper Plane, you are a coarse-looking guy.”

Chen Xiaolian snickered and he regarded Miao Yan from head to toe. “You know? When I am playing online games, the characters I create are always females. At any rate, the one on screen is someone that I have to...