The air was filled with an awkward aura, mixed with the violent presence of Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming.
The trio found the preferences of the big shot in front of them quite interesting.
However, they didn't dare to laugh. They could only lower their heads and stare at the ground.
Afraid that one careless remark could lead to their deaths.
The trio quickly shrugged their shoulders, lowered their heads, and silently took another step back.
"What about the weapons?"
Li Mo, fearless like a new calf, asked with a stiff neck.
"None!" Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming's face was icy cold.
The violent aura from him was overwhelming.
The whole hall was enveloped in the terrifying pressure of the Zombie Emperor.
"Got it! We'll leave right now!"
The three generations of Li Mo's family trembled all over, supporting each other as they scrambled and crawled out.
It was too terrifying for zombies!
After the three generations of the Zombie King family ran out.
