Sensing the familiar scent from the man, Lin Qiao silently sighed with relief, then said with surprise, "Eh? Did they tell you to come here already? I don't think it's time yet…"
Wu Chengyue's lips were curved in a smile, but the look in his eyes seemed to be a little dangerous. "Not time yet? Would you wait until you were beaten into a disabled zombie to ask me for help?"
He sensed the scent of blood from the zombie lady's mouth and chest. He checked her body and found no severe injuries, but was still worried about her.
Earlier, he saw from a distance how she didn't manage to dodge. The creature was about to flatten her. At that very moment, panic shrouded his entire body, and he instinctively raised his arms to attack that monster.
