"Commander!" Li Zhu immediately threw himself into Yang Tengfei's arms as soon as he was brought out of that hellish place. Tears, snot and filthy soot covered his face, covering the delicate visage of the youth and turning him akin to a madman.
Li Zhu had been trapped in that place for more than an hour, listening to the sounds of zombies outside, choking on thick smoke, worrying about whether the door would be able to hold on until reinforcement arrived… He was truly at his wits' end. If he had to stay in that place for one more second, he would definitely go insane!
Now that he had been rescued, he could not hold back the flood of relief, longing and grievance in his heart. He vented them all by hugging the person he liked tightly, unaware that Yang Tengfei's face was darkening upon receiving his soldiers' wide-eyed stare and Zhao Bolin's meaningful smile.
