Alex Cong and his group rushed out of the city in one breath before stopping to catch their breath.
Zhuang Yao whispered, "Put me down."
Deng Xiao put him on the ground. Zhuang Yao straightened his clothes. His face was pale but he didn't show any extra expression. "Let's wait for them here. Those people are no match for the two of them."
Alex Cong saw that Zhuang Yao was only wearing a thin undershirt, and his outer coat was missing. His nose was red from the cold. He took off his coat, put it on Zhuang Yao, and zipped him up. He whispered, "Are you okay these two days?"
Zhuang Yao turned his head away uncomfortably. "What can happen to me? I've told you all. There's no need to save me. They're going to take me back to Beijing anyway. I'll just meet you there."
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