Despite being prepared, Su Junxin was caught off guard. A suspicion she had held for a long time was revealed by K's words, and she couldn't help but feel irritable.
This feeling was understandable. She had thought she was chosen by destiny. The trials and advantages of rebirth in the post-apocalyptic world for the last ten years brought her countless conveniences. Her journey felt like she was flying with wings. She was a little proud. Yet, it turned out there was someone luckier than her — it would be perfect if they shared common opinions and could cooperate, but unfortunately, Meng Zhou, was not only her adversary, but he even had unfathomable intentions towards her.
This was utterly speechless.
Su Junxin didn't want to talk. She lowered her head to organize supplies, silently cursing Meng Zhou in her heart.
