Axiang, filled with emotion and relief, spoke with tears in her eyes.
Hao Yansen looked at her, unsure how to express his gratitude.
Thousands of words condensed into a single sentence, "If you have any requests, feel free to tell me. I really want to thank you."
Axiang shook her head with a smile, "I have no requests, this is good enough."
After all, she had thought she wouldn't be able to leave in this lifetime.
If it weren't for some belief sustaining her, she might have died a long time ago.
But fortunately, all the perseverance was worth it.
Hao Yansen and the others emerged from the underground laboratory, and this was the first time in twenty years that Axiang stepped out.
Her movement was somewhat inconvenient, and she nearly fell when she came out.
Furthermore, to prevent straining her eyes, she wore a blindfold.
