The rotting fingers rubbed back and forth on the chopsticks, turning them completely black with the dark blood.
The black blood dripped down the chopsticks onto the plate, staining the meat on the plate much darker.
The inflexible fingers clumsily tried to mimic Bai Xiqin in picking up the mutton from their plate, but couldn't manage to do so.
"Roar... roar..."
The Xiao Lan Zombie let out a suppressed growl from its throat, the sound growing increasingly agitated.
A piece of mutton was poked into several pieces by the chopsticks, almost turning into mince.
"Slow down, like this,"
Bai Xiqin patiently demonstrated again, allowing the Xiao Lan Zombie to clearly see Bai Xiqin's actions.
The stark contrast between Bai Xiqin's pale fingers and the Xiao Lan Zombie's fingers full of rotten flesh made the Song Family's hearts ache once more.
The Xiao Lan Zombie's decaying eyes slowly fixed on Bai Xiqin's fingers, continuously letting out low growls.
