In the apocalypse, life is the most precious thing.
But at the same time, it is also the most worthless.
After Sierra Sullivan finished speaking, the men looked over at her, their eyes filled with terror.
They had originally thought that someone like Jayce, who resorted to violence at the slightest disagreement, was terrifying enough.
They never expected a girl to show up who was even more terrifying than Jayce.
The moment she opened her mouth, she was threatening to take their tongues, and even their lives!
The men tried to scramble up from the ground but failed, so they could only drag themselves backward.
"Do you... Do you know who we are? Don't you get too arrogant!"
Sierra Sullivan scoffed. "Then why don't you tell me? Who exactly are you?"
She really wanted to know how a few people like this had suddenly appeared in their base.
And judging by the situation, it was more complicated than just a few new faces.
"We are—"
