Bai Yifan's mouth moved slightly, and his young heart was comforted; he instantly became less afraid.
Looking at the neatly dressed zombie, he even felt a bit curious.
Bai Yifan removed the pacifier and silently stood behind his elder sister, ensuring his safety before starting his mischief.
Bai Yifan blinked his eyes and peeked out from behind Bai Xiqin.
"Um, can I ask you something, usually―" He glanced at the zombie's neat clothes and asked seriously, "Do you still poop?"
The zombie could speak and knew how to wear clean clothes.
Besides its appearance, which hardly apologized to the audience, and resembling Taowu like a sibling—Bai Yifan still wondered if its habits differed from humans.
Leng Yebai looked over, his cold gaze filled with curiosity.
Just as Bai Yifan finished speaking, a chilling cold air emanated from the zombie.
Bai Yifan shrank his neck, silently standing well behind his reliable elder sister.
