Chapter 780 Immortal Zombie
Bowen had never felt so frustrated before.
He was actually humiliated by a cat.
This was his shame!
A lifelong shame!
Upon returning to the tribe, he angrily called his youngest son, Dylan, and gave him a stern lecture.
"If it weren't for the fact that you're my own flesh and blood, I would have wished to turn you into a zombie!" Bowen's eyes widened, his beard trembling, and his face filled with a fierce expression.
Dylan had inherited his father's skin color perfectly, with a dark complexion. Despite silently enduring the scolding, his mind was filled with confusion.
Why was Bowen so enraged when it was just a matter of eliminating a few insignificant individuals?
Dylan had already discussed this matter with Bowen upon his return. Bowen had previously mentioned that they were mere nobodies, not worth concerning themselves with, as long as it didn't involve mass slaughter.

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