Chapter 200: Human Nature
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The entire group flurried into activity and swiftly searched through the rooms in teams of two or three.
The sound of doors being kicked open rang in succession as several rooms were opened. An intense smell of blood immediately assaulted their senses, causing everyone to involuntarily hold their breath.
“Senior Sister Xu, come and take a look. Quick.” Yu Gui held her hand over her nose and stared at one of the rooms with shock.
Xu Shanshan and Xue Xiao hastened over. There were 10-20 women and children tied inside the room. Their eyes were out of focus and everyone had a ball of something stuffed in their mouth so that they could not make any noise.
The child’s face was exceptionally icy. She stepped across the floor of zombies and slowly walked to the townspeople. “Are you still unwilling to speak the truth at a time like this?”
Ah-Jin was completely befuddled, but he continued to tightly hold the two children. He turned to look at a short and small woman who was crying with her head lowered. “Ah-Qing, tell me. What’s going on? Why did you lock Granny Wang and them inside a room?”
“What were you doing???” Ah-Jin urgently asked while his arms tightly locked around the two cowering children.
The woman who had been sobbing suddenly stopped her irritating crying after hearing Ah-Jin’s inquiries. She slowly, slowly looked up.
Her eyes, which had very deep dark circles, slightly narrowed, and she aloofly looked at Ah-Jin. Seeing this expression appear on his perpetually virtuous wife sent him into shock.
Ah-Qing suddenly sprang toward Ah-Jin and lifted her hand like she wanted to slap him.
However, before her hand could touch Ah-Jin, it was flung away by a jolting flash of mystic energy.
Ah-Qing landed heavily on the ground and groaned painfully as she clutched her nearly broken hand.
“Why did you attack her?” Ah-Jin emotionally whipped his head around to angrily glare at Qiao Mu. He shouted angrily, “Ah-Qing is just a normal woman. As a formidable mystic cultivator, don’t you feel ashamed when you attack a normal person?”
“No,” Qiao Mu coolly responded.
“You!” Ah-Jin’s eyes were round with anger.
“Shut up!” Xue Xiao impatiently shouted and pointed her sword toward Ah-Jin. “If you want to die, then I’ll do as you wish! Don’t endanger our other teammates!”
“Xiaoxiao.” Xu Shanshan calmly pressed down on Xue Xiao’s arm and looked at Ah-Jin with a frown. “This whole time, I had thought you were a good teammate, but now, I must say that you’ve greatly disappointed us.”
Duan Yue dished out a wave of silver light and cut open Ah-Qing’s arm before dryly glancing at Ah-Jin. “Take a clear look at her arm. If you were scratched by her earlier, you would quickly enter their ranks.”
“Little Junior Sister saved you, yet you have the guts to insult her? You’ve supposedly trained outside for so many years, but you haven’t grown wiser with your years! How could you still be so naive? I truly don’t know what you’ve learned from your many years of training.” Duan Yue glanced at the dumb as a wooden chicken Ah-Jin again.
Ah-Qing’s arm was already a bit darkened, and her fingers and joints were abnormally twisted. Soon, her nails would sharpen, and she would become a level-two zombie after the incubation period passed.
Ah-Jin looked at his kind and virtuous wife with indescribable shock. Suddenly, he looked up and painfully howled, “Why did this happen?!”
“Aren’t you ashamed to ask me that?” Ah-Qing clutched her arm and staggeringly stood up, her eyes spitting furious fire as she fiercely glared at Ah-Jin.