Perhaps Song Shuhang's disguise was good enough. He found the registration desk and completed his registration without giving himself away... no one shouted anything like "Senior Brother Gao Sheng must die!" at him.
During registration, the staff member gave Song Shuhang, dressed in sunglasses and a mask, a curious look. However, he wasn't a policeman. His only job was to collect the money and check that it wasn't counterfeit.
Song Shuhang paid his tuition without incident, signed beside his name, and left the registration desk.
Registration's done. Next, I'll go back and wait for Senior Most Transcendent's Flying Sword Message. Then I'll wait for Ye Si to return, Song Shuhang thought.
After that, he would wait for Senior White to come and take them to the Forbidden City to watch the battle between Copper Trigram Immortal Master and Northern River's Loose Cultivator.
On September 1, 2019, little friend Song Shuhang's schedule remained packed.
As Song Shuhang was about to return to his lodgings, his phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number.
Song Shuhang answered. "Hello?"
"Hello, is this Fellow Daoist Overlord Blade Song Three Waves?" a hoarse voice asked.
Song Shuhang: "..." What the hell is Song Three Waves?! Believe it or not, I'll hang up right now and blacklist you!
When Song Shuhang didn't respond for a while, the hoarse voice continued, "Huh? Did I call the wrong number? Wait—oh, I misspoke. Sorry, is this Fellow Daoist Overlord Blade Song One?"
"That's me," Song Shuhang answered.
"Hahaha, I just had a round with my wife before coming over, so I'm a little muddleheaded. Sorry, Fellow Daoist Song Three," the hoarse voice said with a laugh.
The corner of Song Shuhang's mouth twitched. His finger itched to hang up.
*When you call a stranger, you open by talking