C604 Back in the Whitepond

Hearing Jiang Feng's words, Zhuo instantly fell silent. He lowered his head, cupped his hands on his forehead, and did not say a word.

In the dark room, there seemed to be fluorescent light scattering down.

That seemed to be...

Zhuo's tears.

On the fourth day of the apocalypse, Jiang Feng woke up early in the morning. Under the beautiful morning sun