Buying the phones went smoothly. Song Shuhang chose a model that had just come out that month and bought two, one black and one white.
He would keep the black one for himself and give the white one to Senior White.
Once Senior White finished dealing with the Heavenly Tribulation, they could modify both phones with magic. They would be perfect.
Until then, the phones would do. At least they could make calls, send messages, and browse the internet.
After paying, Song Shuhang left the phone store.
Most ordinary people led quiet, uneventful lives. The odds of running into a robbery, an explosion, or some other terrifying incident while buying a phone were extremely low. Some people went their whole lives without encountering anything like that.
Song Shuhang put his SIM card into the phone and turned it on without a hitch. The card looked damaged, but it had survived the Heavenly Tribulation. It was lucky to be intact at all.
He found a spot away from prying eyes, took to the air on his blade again, and headed back to Medicine Master's building.
On the way, he passed the park again.
Instructor Little Li was gone. It looked as though he had finished his morning exercise and headed home.
Perhaps if Instructor Little Li kept at it, he would become a martial arts master, versed in the four disciplines of saber, sword, staff, and fist, with no equal in Jiangnan's martial world.
Time flew by, and morning classes were about to start.
Song Shuhang went to little Shi's room to wake her up.
"Shi, get up. It's time for class." Song Shuhang patted her cheek.
"Mm... Don't bother me... Let me sleep a little longer." Shi rolled over and wrapped herself into a bundle with the blanket.