I knew very well that the other side could not possibly be making these little moves without a follow-up, so I was not in a hurry. After all, even the slyest fox would eventually show its tail.
So for us, finding the Doctor was the top priority.
Of course, finding the real Zeng Dajiang would also be a good thing. I figured the real Zeng Dajiang had to know certain secrets.
But whenever I thought of Zeng Dajiang, I felt somewhat bitter.
Zeng Dajiang was who I had been in my youth, yet the way he conducted himself was far more mature than I was now. I suddenly felt like all those years I had lived afterward had been wasted on a dog.
But I quickly found an excuse for myself. I had lost many memories, and those memories were incredibly important to me.
We left the town.
Zeng Dajiang had said this was an empty town. Apart from him, there was no one else here.
No living people, and no Living Dead.
I could not help thinking again of the Living Dead village. Like this town, that village had once been a settlement for the Living Dead, but now it too was empty.
Where had those Living Dead gone? Had they all been killed? Who had done it? Was it that Zeng Dajiang?
Perhaps it was King Yan. After all, in King Yan's eyes, this was his Great Yan Kingdom. How could he tolerate the existence of the Living Dead? Even if he could not use his abilities once he left the boundaries of Yan Palace, he surely had subordinates of his own. He could have them do what was inconvenient for him to do himself.
Of course, other forces could not be ruled out either.
Those other forces