Jin Xuyan and Jiao Lizhi stared at each other for a long moment before he finally asked, "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine," Jiao Lizhi nodded.
Jin Xuyan scanned her from head to toe. Only after confirming she was unharmed did he relax and let her go. Then, he said, "Ah Zhi, don't be so reckless next time."
"Brother Yan, I know what I'm doing. I'm more than capable of killing these zombies," Jiao Lizhi replied with confidence.
Hearing her words, Jin Xuyan lowered his gaze. He had seen her fight just now. Her movements were sharp, ruthless—every strike was meant to kill.
In the apocalypse, such a combat style was normal. But for someone who had grown up in a peaceful society, it was impossible to fight like that without experience or long term training.
Only those who had been through countless battles of life and death could execute such precise, deadly movements.
Reaching this conclusion, he was almost certain—his Ah Zhi had been reborn just like him.
