Leng Yebai silently accepted his bowl and utensils, carefully glancing at the blue bowl.
Great, it was indeed prepared for him personally by Zhang Yiming, though it was missing a chip.
Ugly as sin.
But Leng Yebai tolerated it.
He had to; flipping the table would get him killed by Xiao Qunqun.
"Delicious! Xiao Ming's culinary skills are really great!"
Bai Xiqin sipped the delicious rib soup, feeling a wave of sadness in her heart.
She always felt a bit of sorrow.
Sad for the Zombie King trapped on the other side of the long wall, with his thoughts, yet forced to always accompany the zombies there.
She once loathed zombies most, but now, perhaps only sympathy remained!
"In the future, I'll make it for you."
Leng Yebai lowered his head and took a sip of the rib soup, speaking very earnestly, his gaze nearly devout.
Zhang Yiming could have refused to let go.
He did everything for Xiao Niu, even if it meant becoming the slightly cowardly Zombie Emperor in the eyes of humans.
