Seeing him return, the old man had already known it would be so, and he said indifferently, "This building is now enclosed by a wall built by the young master using super steel, surrounded from all sides. That wall is so hard that even such a large zombie can't smash it open."
The old man spread his arms wide, describing the enormity of the zombie he was talking about, but his arms were short, and Hatred couldn't tell what level of zombie he was referring to.
The old man continued speaking.
"Since you were able to come in, it means you have the ability to destroy the wall outside, so why? If you could come in, why insist on finding the door? Isn't this exactly what the young master wanted?"
"Young man, being too proud and arrogant won't do you any good. Many things cannot be resolved through brute force. Think more, some things, playing unorthodoxly can catch people off guard more effectively."
