Gu Cheng's hands trembled slightly, realizing the youth knew about his secret.
Gu Cheng only managed to calm himself after a long time. He controlled the urge to take action, taking a deep breath.
The youth knew of his secret but did not expose him, accepting that it was not wrong.
After adjusting his state of mind, Gu Cheng opened the doors of the ancestral hall. It was pitch black inside, so he lit up a candle.
Not long later, a small figure darted over to him.
Gu Cheng's face was filled with affection as he gently hugged the small figure. It was a two to three-year-old toddler, but clearly different from a human, as it had faint green skin with sharp fangs.
It was obviously a zombie.
"Xiao Ci, see what granddad got you. Your favorite crystals." Gu Cheng's voice was soft and gentle as he opened a bag full of crystal cores.
The small zombie's eyes lit up as it grabbed a crystal and put it into its mouth, chanting, "Eat, eat."
