Chen Hang's heart shook violently, as if a raging storm had surged within him.
He had heard of her all right. In England these days, especially among survivors like them who closely followed current events and longed for stability, her name was practically legendary.
He had never imagined that the great figure accompanying Ah Yu would be her.
What was more, Ah Yu had introduced her with such easy familiarity.
But he forced down his shock with the composure born of years of experience.
Not a trace of it showed on Chen Hang's face. He immediately bowed slightly to Elizabeth and greeted her without fawning. "Miss Elizabeth, I've heard so much about you. Thank you very much for looking after Ah Yu."
Elizabeth remained calm and returned his greeting with a slight nod. "There's no need to thank me, Mr. Chen. Chen Yu is an old classmate and friend. We help each other and improve together."
Her gaze passed between Chen Yu and Chen Hang, carrying a subtle warmth.
After the pleasantries, Chen Hang could no longer suppress the confusion that had been churning inside him for so long.
He looked back at Chen Yu, his voice tinged with bewilderment at the sheer lack of information.
"Ah Yu. This... during this time, information from England has been cut off. We've only been able to catch a few scattered snippets from the broadcasts, and most of it's official rhetoric."
"But it's only been a little over four months. Why does it feel like forty years have passed? Everything's been turned upside down. What... what happened to you? And back home—what's it like now?"
His questions voiced the greatest mystery in the hearts of countless people trapped on isolated islands of information in foreign lands over these past few short months.
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