Zhong Xiaoshan's cold, alluring eyes carried a hint of disdain as she said coolly, "Phoenix International is your domain. With so many zombies lingering at the entrance, can you really be at ease? My husband is willing to lend a hand to help you clean up the zombies, and yet you say he's asking for too much?"
"These people seem so clueless. Husband, maybe we shouldn't help this bunch; let's just climb the wall and leave. Some trouble is fine if it means leaving the zombies here to play with them."
Hearing Zhong Xiaoshan call Zhang Su her husband, Zheng Xinyu was not to be outdone, pouting cutely, all ferocity gone, as if she were trying to flirt for tips from a wealthy brother she didn't know.
The people around Zhang Xin ranged in age from forty or fifty to a little over twenty. Suddenly being teased by two women, they instantly got restless.
