Fu Heng's yelling from below did not cause the slightest ripple in Lin Qian's heart, nor did it soften him in any way.
Lin Qian knew clearly that if Fu Heng's earlier scheme had succeeded, his methods would likely have been even more despicable.
His previous experience on Prison Island had fully made Lin Qian realize that, in this world, one could harbor good intentions, but when dealing with enemies, not a trace of such feelings could be tolerated.
As time passed, the sky grew darker, and those on the top floor of the library where Lin Qian and the others were couldn't help feeling a bit tense.
At this moment, the so-called "corpses" were probably about to begin their movement.
"Everyone, be vigilant. These so-called corpses, we don't even know where they will appear from," Lin Qian turned back and warned, "It's possible that in this library we are in, moving corpses could suddenly appear."
