After they left, Director Zhang stood at the highest point of Jiefang City and watched their vehicles from a distance, suddenly feeling some regret.
Originally, he wanted to send a few people to follow them, at least to figure out where they were stationed, but he feared they might be discovered. As he hesitated, Li Yu and others had gone far away, and the opportunity was lost.
Sitting in the vehicle, Li Yu, after having eaten, stared blankly out the window at the little messy one, feeling somewhat distressed. He wanted to say some comforting words, but when they reached his lips, he felt he couldn't speak them out.
"How are Grandpa Liu and the others?" the little messy one suddenly asked.
Li Yu nodded.
"They were fine before the apocalypse broke out, having just gone there to recuperate. Now they're with my parents, and everyone is doing well," Li Yu said.
The little messy one took a deep breath and said, "That's good."