The crowd gasped. The members of Hope Base were shocked by how boldly he lied.
But the ex–Luna Moon members weren't scared at all. One of them even laughed. "Oh? Is that so? Then maybe you'd like to explain something for us."
Leader Zhang narrowed his eyes. "Explain what?"
"Why is Zhao still alive?" the man said, loud enough for everyone to hear.
Leader Zhang froze.
So did his nephew.
They exchanged a quick glance, panic starting to creep into their expressions.
Then, from the crowd behind the cage, someone stepped forward. A young man.
He looked thin and tired, but his features were clear. A familiar scar on his chin. High cheekbones. The same nose.
The real Zhao.
Gasps rang out across the gate.
"That's him! That's really Zhao!"
"He looks just like the photo!"
"The zombie… that was a fake?"
Leader Zhang stood frozen, staring at the real Zhao like he was seeing a ghost.
