One move, done.
The zombie in a suit raised his crooked eyebrows, clapped his hands, and looked very pleased with himself.
The Emperor's command, completed!
When the flesh and blood were devoured clean, the zombie group quieted down.
All the zombies stood still in place, reverting to their previous dazed look.
The zombie in a suit reached out and touched his distinctly styled hair, then walked towards the dirt wall.
Along with the Yao family father and son, a bronze sword had fallen, but the zombies paid no attention to the sword lying on the ground.
With decaying fingers, the bronze sword was picked up from the ground. After just a glance, the zombie in a suit no longer bothered with it, but didn't throw it back on the ground.
He held the bronze sword and slowly left the Ming City Safety Base.
He did not command the zombies inside the safety base, nor did he have any intention of taking them away.
