The helicopter slowly took off, finally merging with the boundless and lonely night sky, disappearing from sight.
Chi Jingxuan looked quietly upward, even the night wind brushing past his cheeks felt less cold and unfeeling.
Ah Cheng glanced at the night sky, then looked down at Chi Jingxuan, softly asking, "Young master, do you think our plan will work?"
Chi Jingxuan shook his head, "I don't know."
Ah Cheng: ...
"But we have to try, don't we? Whether we succeed is one thing, whether we do it is another. If we try and fail, at least we won't have regrets in our hearts."
After speaking, Chi Jingxuan patted Ah Cheng on the shoulder and turned towards the helicopter.
Lost in thought, Ah Cheng snapped back to reality and chased after him with admiration.
"Young master, we will definitely succeed, Sister and Brother Mu will be together for sure."
With hope in his heart, Ah Cheng's voice carried a strength that could pierce through the darkness.
