Hnnng... Yu Xiaoxue and Zhao Qian were both crying? Even my stomach was letting out mournful wails? I felt like I was about to die? I drank a bowl of talisman water? Now I was in terrible pain.
I practically crawled out after opening the door. Seeing the table covered with dishes, including a pot of stewed black-boned chicken soup, I didn't think twice. I grabbed an empty bowl, scooped some up, and wolfed it down.
By the time Zhang Xiaofei kicked open the main door and barged in, I was crouched on the sofa like a farmer who had just returned from working away from home, my clothes disheveled, greedily gnawing on a chicken leg.
People were iron and food was steel—I had to fill my stomach before I could handle anything else, right? So I ignored them. I decided to eat a few more bites first and talk afterward.
"Re...;...;reanimated corpse...;...;" Yu Xiaoxue fainted on the spot.
"What re...;...;animated corpse?" Zhao Qian sprang up, but the moment she saw me crouching on the sofa, her vision blurred and she promptly collapsed.
"Do you people really have to bully me, Zhang Xiaofei, like this? Do I look like some piece of trash with a combat power below five? A perfectly good person is sitting here eating—what are you calling a reanimated corpse for? Huh? Did your double act go wrong? Were you planning to turn the tables on me?" Zhang Xiaofei waved his fists in exasperation, completely failing to see anything dead about me! Wasn't it obvious they were trying to fool him? They were acting so convincingly, too.
"Zhang Xiaofei, I think your brain really has an intelligence of less than ten. Do you know this is breaking into a private residence? If you want to talk, sit