"Xiaoshuai, Dakun!"
After the feast, the Yama Corps gathered together, ready to return to Celestial Horse Island, and Zhang Su called out to the crowd.
Qi Xiaoshuai and Pang Dakun heard the call and immediately came to Zhang Su's side.
"Uncle, what's up?"
"Brother Su, is there a task?"
Perhaps they were young enough, their spirits were still high even at midnight.
"That's right, there's a job for you two to handle."
Zhang Su put his arm around their shoulders, walked aside, and said, "I'm still worried about the situation in the city. I originally planned to send someone to West Camp Village tomorrow, but thinking it over, it should be tonight!"
No one knows if or when or how fast the zombies will head north, so vigilance is needed at all times.
"Alright!" Qi Xiaoshuai nodded in agreement upon hearing the task.
Pang Dakun was equally enthusiastic: "Shall we head over now?"
