Moshe was struck speechless. "You…"
"I don't want to wait anymore." Lu Yizhou continued with a soft voice. "This time, you're not allowed to run away from me."
"This time…?" Moshe blinked as he caught on the crux of Lu Yizhou's sentence. "What do you mean by that? Have we met before? No, I would have remembered this face." Moshe's eyes raked across his features and his expression was tense with anticipation. "We haven't met before but somehow… you know me, and you know that Zion is my enemy. Are you ready to tell me who you are, Lu Yizhou?"
