The backyard fell deathly silent.
Fu Yao and the others stared at Bai Ye, dumbstruck.
Was this a joke? He had wiped out an entire church single-handedly. Was he even human?
"Now do you believe me? Little Tangerine never lies!" Little Tangerine's slightly disgruntled voice broke the silence.
Fu Yao and the others gradually came to their senses, but the profound shock in their eyes lingered.
Fu Yao took a deep breath, her expression growing solemn, and bowed deeply to Bai Ye.
"Thank you, Mr. Bai, for everything you've done for the resistance."
The others exchanged glances and bowed just as solemnly. Even Zhou Li, the most hotheaded among them, looked deeply apologetic and offered a sincere apology.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Bai. I was out of line earlier."
On this land occupied by people from the West Continent, those who had dedicated themselves to the resistance naturally held heroes like Bai Ye in the highest regard.
Whatever your background or character, as long as you killed people from the West Continent, you were a kindred spirit.
After bowing, Uncle Hu, the oldest among them, turned an apologetic gaze toward Little Tangerine.
"Little Tangerine, I misunderstood you. It's just that your sudden return from the dead really was hard to believe. I suppose Mr. Bai saved you?"
With the misunderstanding cleared up, Little Tangerine was delighted. "It's all right, Uncle Hu. I don't blame you.
"Besides, it wasn't Big Brother who saved me. I don't know what happened either. All I remember is that I didn't want to die, so I kept praying silently, and then I suddenly came back to life."
Her happy smile was infectious, and Uncle Hu smiled too. "What matters is that you're alive. That's what matters. It may be unbelievable, but a miracle is always a