Asta looked dazed, glancing first at Arlan beside her, then at Dan Heng.
Dan Heng's expression was grave. He did not look as though he was joking.
Arlan coughed lightly. Asta came to her senses and took out her Long-Range Remote Sensor, stammering to Dan Heng, "Wait a moment."
A minute later, rather than hearing back from Asta, Dan Heng received a call from his friend.
He had a vague idea of how the two were related.
He answered the voice call and was greeted by deafening curses.
"Dan Heng, what the hell is wrong with you?!"
"Are you sexist?!"
"I wanted to say a few words to that man, and you wouldn't even let me. You even told me... that family was your bottom line."
"What? Now that you've seen my sister, you don't have a bottom line anymore?"
Dan Heng: "..."
He said calmly, "Has it occurred to you that you never told me your surname or anything about your family?"
His friend immediately fell silent.
Someone like him naturally would not brazenly appear in public under his real name.
When he came to the Xianzhou, he had deliberately given himself an alias in the style of a Xianzhou native.
As for his real name? Even Dan Heng, who had spent so much time with him, would never touch or look through his identity documents.
Despite having no leg to stand on, he remained indignant. "What? If I didn't tell you, couldn't you have asked?"
Dan Heng: "...Have you been watching too many soap operas?"
His friend continued without listening. "We nearly stopped being friends over that!"
Dan Heng had no intention of discussing that subject and asked:
"What were you thinking? When I asked what he was like, all you said was that he was good-looking."
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