Captives

In his bedroom, Li Huowang carefully lifted the starry curtain and looked outside, checking for any suspicious gazes.

Once he saw that everything outside was calm and peaceful, he nodded to Yang Na behind him. "All clear. Let's go!"

"Mom! Na Na and I are going out to eat. You don't need to make dinner for us."

"Going out again?" Sun Xiaoqin, who had been dancing in front of her phone stand, rolled up her sleeves and walked to the door, watching the two of them leave.

She could not help feeling a little jealous. "Ah, once a man gets a wife, he forgets his mother."

Though she said that, Sun Xiaoqin was still quite happy inside. Her son had been acting more and more like someone his age lately, becoming increasingly playful.

The two arrived at the entrance to the residential complex, quickly scanned two Shared Bicycles, and headed for their gathering place.

The place was still Orange Isle, but no longer the upper floors of the Unfinished Building. It was now a half-built basement beneath a villa.

They had chosen the basement only because their last clash with those beings had ended in victory, allowing them to capture some prisoners.

When Li Huowang and Yang Na reached the entrance, they exchanged a few simple words with Chen Hongyu, who was standing guard, then went inside.

The moment he entered, Li Huowang saw Qing Wanglai talking to someone tied to a chair.

"O sa na lako dina ki natiko kina ravu?"

"O cei o iko?"

"E sega ni dua n o au, na ka e a ka se o cei bibi o cei o iko"

"That doesn't sound like English. It doesn't even seem to belong to the Indo-European language family."

As Yang Na whispered to Li Huowang, she