Upon hearing Han Zheng's words, Yang Chen waved his hand and said, "That's enough, Han Zheng. I admit I was a bit annoyed when you first doubted me, but it's not wrong to be cautious. Plus, I admire your determination to protect Zhang Yonglin. If it weren't for this, your life might not be yours today."
Han Zheng sighed inwardly, never expecting that the path everyone thought would lead to survival would end up being a total disaster.
He initially believed their death was certain, yet by a twist of fate, he had escaped. Truly, nothing is ever predictable.
"Brother Yang, where are you from?" Zhang Yonglin asked.
Han Zheng quickly scolded, "Young Master, you can't just pry into Young Master Yang's background!"