"You think we are the only ones? There are more like us. Stronger ones. When they finally come out, you will be done for." The zombie replied smugly but the flash of fear in its eyes didn't escape Ye Xuan.
"There is indeed more to this. Put it away. We won't get anything out of it now."
Seeing its reaction, Ye Xuan knew that no matter what they did, they wouldn't get any information from its mouth.
Besides, it was a zombie and couldn't feel pain. So, they couldn't even torture it.
It was a waste of time to ask it so many questions.
Blood pooled between the cracks of the concrete floor, slowly seeping into the ground. The stench of decay mixed with fresh death lingered in the air, but none of the people present showed any discomfort.
They had long grown used to it.
What unsettled them now… was something else entirely.
As they prepared to leave, Chu Miao's gaze lingered briefly in the dark corner of the underground.
