When Lu Dayong heard Lu Ziling's voice, he immediately leaned over.
"Ziling? Why are you two together?"
"We're in Li City right now, and we're both here to participate in the National Class Tournament," Lu Ziling replied.
"The National Class Tournament? Where all the elite young people gather?!" the two elders exclaimed in shock.
"That's right!"
Seeing the two elders happy, Lu Ziling was very happy.
"And Little Lu, he's also a team captain this year, just like me!"
"Really?" Lu Dayong could no longer hide his smile. "You brat, you've grown up."
As he spoke, he took out his phone and was ready to show off to his friends and family.
"Old man," Mrs. Lu chided, "You should be showing off later. It's not easy for our kids to call us."
Lu Benwei and Lu Ziling both laughed as the family happily talked on the phone.
Since Chu Yan and the others were still waiting, Lu Benwei and Lu Ziling did not let them wait too long. They hung up the phone after explaining the situation.
