Ye Zheng's words had barely faded when he saw someone hurriedly walking toward them.
Su Hongxing, seeing the lingering smile on Ye Zheng's face, followed his gaze. When she clearly made out the person approaching, her eyes fixed in place—it was Mo Jianrong.
Mo Jianrong, obviously agitated, rushed forward and finally stopped in front of Lin Zhi.
His gaze was fixed on Lin Zhi, his eyes filled with unmistakable elation, "Ali, are you still alive?!"
Lin Zhi nodded indifferently but politely, "I was spared by fate, still alive."
Mo Jianrong's expression was complex, with ecstasy, sorrow, and perhaps many other intricate emotions.
It wasn't long before Mo Qiu arrived, accompanying Mo Jianrong's wife, Lan Lin.
Lan Lin, who had initially not believed her own eyes, now stood closer and, seeing clearly that it was indeed Lin Zhi, her eyes betrayed complex emotions, "Ali, it's really you…"
