"Do I really look that scary?"
Squatting in a corner, Joan of Arc felt quite dejected.
"Not too bad."
Zhou Li patted her shoulder, consoling her, "Aside from being as tall as a giant, having a face like a dead person, and dressing like someone who has killed, you are still quite... anthropomorphic."
"I'm really curious how I didn't feel the impulse to commit suicide with your consolations back then."
Tang Wan said expressionlessly from the side.
"Lord Bai, do not panic."
Li Kuan quickly stepped forward to help Bai Hong, holding back a smile, and said with all seriousness, "These are my friends, and we were unaware of Lord Bai's visit here, so any offense was not intended. I hope Lord Bai can be forgiving."
Now Bai Hong, with the support of Li Kuan, barely stood up; he lifted his head and looked in fear at the knight zombie over two meters tall before him, his legs turning somewhat weak.
