It wasn't long after leaving the hotel that Han Xiayang realized he was lost.
This discovery left him puzzled: "Weird? How could I possibly get lost!"
His strong sense of direction was well-known.
But facts were facts, he was indeed lost.
Life philosophy has always been "accept things as they are," for Han Xiangyang, so even at this moment, he wasn't anxious about finding his way back to the hotel but started scanning around, planning to fill his stomach first.
Quickly, he discovered a noodle shop, which from its appearance looked quite refined. There were quite a few people inside which led him to think since so many were eating here, the taste must be good.
He had just taken a couple of steps when he reached into his pocket and was instantly dumbfounded.
"Where's my wallet and phone!"
