Although this was the second time Yang An had heard Zhi Ying's voice, he still couldn't tell for a moment if it was a woman or a baby speaking.
"Go on, and don't worry."
Yang An couldn't be bothered to explain. The members of the Scripture Defector Association were still too weak and needed more time. They couldn't fight a Zombie God right now.
'If they stayed, they might become a burden to him.'
'What if that Zombie God took the members of the Scripture Defector Association hostage to threaten him, and he accidentally wiped them all out along with the enemy? How would he explain that to the Workshop Master?'
'So it was better for them to stay far away. Better for him, better for everyone.'
Seeing how resolute Yang An was, the group departed swiftly in the opposite direction without another word.
Wen Yin hesitated for a moment before following the others.
Wen Hong and his men gave chase, finally stopping before Yang An.
