"Junior Brother Wang, Junior Brother Wu, wake up quickly."
Han Chuchu bit her lower lip, fighting desperately to hold her ground. She still had a hidden trump card, but even with her spiritual energy now completely exhausted, she was reluctant to use it lightly. In her heart, Wang Xuan and Wu Yong were among the few remaining family members she had left.
Yet her words were completely ineffective on the two men, who had already been transformed into corpse puppets; instead, her cries only served to incite their feral instincts.
Chapter 39