In the Empress Western Restaurant, aside from Xia Qila who had passed out and Li Shangzhen who had become a Dead Flesh Man cowering in the corner, there was only Lin Baici left.
Everyone else had turned into a corpse, fallen dead on the floor.
Since it was Che Zhengshuo who had stealthily stolen their hearts, there weren't any visible wounds on their bodies; had they not stopped breathing, they would have seemed as if they were simply asleep.
Che Zhengshuo, with his left hand in his pocket, flicked his bangs to the side and walked leisurely towards Lin Baici, as casually as if he were walking in a park and Lin Baici was an ice cream he'd casually bought on the roadside.
The most expensive kind!
As for the other Busan Natives, all had been turned into Dead Flesh Men by him.
Gurgle!
Facing Che Zhengshuo approaching, Lin Baici's stomach embarrassingly growled!
He was hungry!
