Zhu Yingning, serving as a mount, carried Lin Tang on her back as they left Taoyuan Cemetery and continued on foot. As they walked, Lee Encai chattered nonstop, recounting her ordeal after being captured by Yan Luoyang. Hearing that Yan Luoyang could transform someone into a loyal Corpse Slave with just a bite of his fangs, both Zhu Yingning and Shen Youling were astonished. How terrifying! If he bit a hundred people a day, what would happen after a year, or ten years? That was simply outrageous!
"There must be some kind of limit, right? It's impossible that he could keep biting people without any repercussions," Zhu Yingning said. "Master, what do you think? Master? Hey?"
"Brother Lin, what's wrong with you? Say something!"
"Lin Tang..."
They realized Lin Tang's head was drooping, and he was no longer responsive. When they touched him, they recoiled. He was burning up as if he had been cooked!
"It looks like he's barely breathing. Is he dying?"
"No!"
"What do we do?"
