Liu Zhizhong waited for a while, but there was no response, and the atmosphere gradually grew awkward.
After all, Shi Jing and Xu Jiao were still watching him, which was quite embarrassing.
Liu Zhizhong could only call out again: "Sister Ling, that's it then, I'm leaving..."
Before he finished speaking, Gan Ling's clear voice came from the window:
"Go, Zhizhong, never underestimate the evil in human nature, nor overestimate the goodness in it. The world is treacherous, take care!"
Liu Zhizhong: "..."
He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly snapped back to reality.
The words were... very insightful, exactly like a farewell from an anthropologist, full of meaning.
"Okay, thank you, Sister Ling, I will remember."
"Hmm..."
Gan Ling responded lightly, her haunting tone stirred Liu Zhizhong's heart; she said nothing more.
Liu Zhizhong also didn't say much, waving to Shi Jing and Xu Jiao, and strode towards the RV.
