The evil cultivator, hearing the screams from within, furrowed his brows tightly, not knowing if Zhang Xian had the strength to deal with the powerful zombie inside.
With his two zombie bodyguards, he held a fair bit of confidence. Fleeing, if not fighting, should be no problem. If the two zombies got scared, his only protection was Zhang Xian.
He staked his fortune and life on Zhang Xian.
"Good lad." Zhang Xian did not know the evil cultivator's thoughts, grinned, and swiftly walked inside.
The evil cultivator hesitated for a moment, yet continued to follow.
Lai Zi and the young man, fearing to stay outside, were forced to follow.
