"I'm okay,"
Tang Ye shook his head at Li Qingtian.
"Then why are you sweating so much?" Li Qingtian's expression was somewhat bizarre, as it was her first time seeing a zombie sweat. After speaking, she used her sleeve to wipe off the blood-streaked sweat from Tang Ye's forehead.
However, Tang Ye seemed distracted, his gaze fixed on something in the distance.
"Right, Henian, you said you wanted to make the victor's armor universally available, but according to Xu Haishui's estimates, it would cost at least 5 million Yajin. Such a large sum— the Peace Party can't come up with that right now."
