Feng amazingly stared at the Four eighteen-wheeler modernized delivery trucks. After all, the four-black trucks are really huge.
"No wonder it took you guys so long. You guys just didn't pick up necessities that will last us for two or three weeks. But stuff that will last us for more than three months. We can even operate a charity named Apocalypse philanthropist with so much stuff" Feng praised them both. Yet, his words were tinged with sarcasm.
Dracula understood that his master was raising them. Arnold took it as sarcasm. Until Feng said, "Good work".
"Master, why is your upper body bared?"Dracula asked.
Dracula words reminded Feng Mei that his shirt was taken off. Feng didn't want to wear it. But he wore it under the suspicious gaze of his companions.
