If she really left Daishi Village with her mother and Xiao Zhi and ran into human traffickers or slave traders, it would be too late.
Just as Lin Xiaoyue turned around, she heard a familiar voice.
She immediately stopped and turned around.
Then, she looked at the group of male slaves not far away. There was a person who looked different from the other slaves.
The other slaves had their heads lowered, but this person was looking behind them to the right, at the pier.
This person was…
Lin Xiaoyue's eyes were filled with excitement, and she subconsciously wanted to call out his name.
But she quickly stopped herself.
No, this wasn't the 21st century. That person looked like her leader during the apocalypse, but he wasn't at the moment.
Although he was about the same height and size, he didn't look as strong as her leader.
The man seemed to have noticed Lin Xiaoyue's gaze and looked in her direction.
