The sound of Chu He's calm and assured analysis faded,
slightly dispersing the heavy gloom that had settled over the siblings, Zheng Bolan and Zheng Xuezhen,
allowing their frantically pounding hearts—like birds startled by the mere twang of a bowstring—to find a sliver of comfort and calm.
Just a moment before, the mere thought of their parents facing danger had been enough
to shatter the siblings' composure like a collapsing dam, utterly overwhelmed by a surging tide of panic.
In an instant, they had lost all sense of reason.
The siblings, Zheng Bolan and Zheng Xuezhen, took a deep breath, trying to calm themselves.
Leading Chu He, Yumizakura, and Xia Chengli,
they walked slowly toward the villa ahead, which was partially hidden among the green trees.
The siblings, Zheng Bolan and Zheng Xuezhen, knew full well
that the major project their parents had undertaken was fraught with difficulties and incredibly thorny.
But they had never imagined
