"Human-caused?"
Upon hearing Zhu Fei's words, the expressions of Song Yan and the others changed in an instant, a chilling sense of foreboding rising in their hearts.
"Mr. Zhu, are you saying that there could be human involvement in this matter?"
Song Yan couldn't bear to imagine if there really was a human factor involved in this affair—it would be an utterly terrifying prospect.
Who could master such evil, such insidious corpse control techniques?
Who would be so malicious as to reach out with their ruthless hand toward those innocent villagers incapable of fighting back?
Song Yan and the rest had never even considered this possibility before. Now, as they listened to Zhu Fei and contemplated the horrifying outcomes, they each felt a nameless terror creeping into their hearts.
"Hmm, Old Song, you all don't need to worry too much; this is just my personal speculation."
Zhu Fei hadn't expected that his casual remark would elicit such a huge reaction from everyone.
