Knowing he could see his family again, Zhuang Ren couldn't hide his excitement. He felt like a husband pacing outside the maternity ward, finding each second unbearable now.
"Before you see your family, I must emphasize a few points again. First, no matter what I ask you to do, you cannot refuse; second, if necessary, I might abandon you, so prepare yourself mentally." Han Fei's expression was dark and terrible, a natural aura of death emanating from him: "Our actions tonight are related to the lives of many innocent people. If you act without my permission, don't blame me for turning against you."
"I promise you, I will follow your arrangements."
The stricter Han Fei's demands were, the more reliable Zhuang Ren felt he was, and the more excited he became.
"Your mind is too unsettled now. I suggest you calm down. Your wife and daughter may still exist, but they have become different from you, and you should be prepared for them to have turned into monsters."
