"That's someone else's business, let's not get involved," Gu Zhuo said in a lowered voice.
"Understood, Dad," Su Zimai replied calmly, "It's a good thing you didn't act impulsively. I thought you might have a moment of hotheadedness and rush to help them battle the Salvation Society."
"How could we? If we die, what will happen to our Xiaomai?" Gu Qiye asked.
"Exactly... As long as you understand that, we've already lost one brother; don't let me lose a second one," Su Zimai nodded, speaking softly.
Gu Qiye was momentarily stunned, his expression slightly complex. After a moment, he let out a soft chuckle and then reached up to pat her head.
After a while, a pair of headlights pierced through the darkness of the tunnel, and a dark red train rumbled through, coming to a stop on the tracks.
Su Zimai led Gu Zhuo and Gu Qiye onto the train, their footsteps clanging on the steel floor.
