I didn't dare hesitate. I took Little Zombie with me and turned to leave.
Along the way, Little Zombie behaved very obediently, but he shouted, "You bondservant, do you want to rebel against your master? I'm telling you, I'm not afraid."
I slapped him across the face and cursed, "Don't forget, your life is in my hands."
"Why are you doing this? We treated you so well," Little Zombie shouted.
"Shut up. What does a little brat like you know? You're nothing but a bunch of zombies!" I slapped him again.
"If you dare hit me again, I'll have my Imperial Grandfather kill you," Little Zombie said.
"What? Imperial Grandfather?" I froze for a moment and stared at him in disbelief.
"That's right. My Imperial Grandfather is incredibly powerful. He's killed countless people," Little Zombie said proudly.
"Is that so? I never thought you zombies had even established an empire in the Spirit Realm," I exclaimed.
"You'd better let me go quickly, or my Imperial Grandfather won't let you off," Little Zombie said.
"Kid, the Qing Dynasty has already fallen, and you're telling me this?" I let out a cold laugh and slapped him again.
Little Zombie froze at that moment. Only after a long while did he say, "What? The Qing Dynasty has fallen?"
"It was destroyed more than a hundred years ago." I smacked him on the head and explained some basic history to him while running.
Who could have known that Little Zombie would shout, "That's not true! The Qing Dynasty is still here. It has always been here!"
"It was only established in the Spirit Realm. In reality, the Qing Dynasty fell long ago," I said.
"That's impossible. Our Qing Dynasty was so powerful," Little Zombie said.
"Who told you it was powerful?" I flicked him