Meanwhile, back in the smoke Island Mo Zhichan was not completely awake. When he came to know his daughter is sending him off in the helicopter while she is staying behind, he instantly refused and hugged her tightly to never let go of her. "I'm not leaving you here. How can you even think of saving your father at the cost of your life? You've no idea how brutal and obnoxious Yang Sheng is. If someone has to stay here, then it will be me." Mo Zhichan cupped her face in between his calloused cold hands. "Child…. Now that I've seen you this old man has no other wish remaining. I'll happily spend the rest of my life here."
"And what about me? Will I ever be able to live my life happily? Knowing my father is suffering somewhere in the world, will I ever be at peace?" Xiu Mei looked straight into Mo Zhichan's eyes. The pain of a daughter yearning for her father's love was inevitable.
