"Brother Feng? Brother Feng, Brother Feng!"

As consciousness returned to his body, Yan Feng startled. He looked up at Feng Yao, who had clearly been waiting for some time, and wiped the cold sweat beading on his forehead. Only then did he realize he was back in his office.

"What happened? Spacing out during work hours isn't like you."

Yan Feng shook his head, trying to clear his mind. The scene from last night came flooding back...