Luo Ziling was on the phone while Luo Yuqing stood to the side eavesdropping.
After Luo Ziling hung up, Luo Yuqing quietly asked, "You're planning to go to Chang'an to find Yang Qingyin?"
"Yes," Luo Ziling, who had already booked the next available flight, said, "I'm going to Chang'an to find her and settle this face-to-face."
"Why not wait until she comes back to talk about it?"
"I can't wait," Luo Ziling said as he started washing his face and shaving. "In a while, tell Mom for me that I'm taking a flight at noon to Chang'an. If anything comes up, she can call me."
"Why? You can tell her yourself!" Luo Yuqing grumbled discontentedly, "Why should I clean up after you for these ridiculous things you're doing?"
"Because you're my sister," Luo Ziling quickly finished washing his face and shaving.
After thinking for a moment, he rushed to the showerhead to wash his hair.
Luo Yuqing sighed and stepped forward to help him out.
