After saying that, amid the monster's piercing howl and Ye Tian's bewildered gaze, Chen Hu grabbed his friend by the clothes and used every last ounce of strength to shove him off the cliff.
"No!" Ye Tian could only cry out helplessly.
As he fell onto the vines, all he could hear from above was the monster's howling. Tears spilled uncontrollably from his eyes.
Chen Hu was dead. Chen Hu, carefree and unrestrained, who often laughed as though no one else existed, was truly dead. The Chen Hu who loudly called him Tongxuan was truly dead.
For a moment, his heart was ashes. He wished he could climb straight back up the cliff and fight the monster to the death, avenging his friend.
Just as his despair and agony reached an unbearable peak, a voice drifted into his ears, making his body jolt. "Damn zombie, damn mission, it reeks. Hey, are you just going to watch? Come help out. Don't let anyone discover this zombie."
Another disdainful voice sounded. "What people are there here? If those mortals see it, then they see it. As long as the target is dead, that's all that matters. Hurry up, clean this up, and leave."
Afterward, the two began chanting under their breaths. Then Ye Tian saw flames erupt atop the cliff. A charred stench wafted down, and at last, everything returned to deathly silence.
After climbing up the cliff and seeing the scorched, empty ground, tears once again flowed from his eyes. At the same time, he thought bitterly, That monster was actually a zombie. What exactly was going on? Why did those people want to harm us?
For a moment, he wanted nothing more than to throw back his head and howl at the heavens, venting the grief and indignation in his