To prevent others from inspecting his face under the mask, Yang Yu had wrapped his face with bandages since morning, and now that he had successfully found Hake, Yang Yu was finally able to remove the bandages and breathe in some fresh air.
"There's no issue anymore, you are much cleverer than your sister."
Hearing Yang Yu's calm voice, Hake stopped struggling, stood up nonchalantly, patted the dust off himself, and looked at Yang Yu with tearful eyes,
"Did my sister really send you to rescue me?"
Blowing on the black beak mask and putting it back on his face, Yang Yu asked in return,
"What do you think?"
"I believe you, no one would delve into such a place to save a stranger."
Hake wiped the tears that had trickled down his cheeks, and his somewhat childish face showed a hint of deep-seated worry,
"How is my sister doing now?"
"Don't worry, she's safe now. Any other questions, let's save them until after we get out of here."
