Chapter 1183

As soon as those words fell, someone beside the villager glared harshly at him. "Why must they go to your place? I have a spare room, too! Are you trying to hog them?" "Right! I also have extra rooms. They can stay at my place!" Then, things erupted into an argument. Edward, who usually wore a gentle look, couldn't help but furrow his brows at that moment. Even his countenance turned solemn. Shannon, on the other hand, was expressionless, thinking, "They don't even bother to pretend, do they?" At the very least, the guidewoman changed into clean and high-coverage clothes. Yet the people surrounding the house had clear, dried bloodstains on both their clothes and hands. Lexie gasped, grabbing the hem of Shannon's shirt and tightening her grip. Despite forcing herself to stay calm, she muttered to the latter, "Shannon, these are… the living dead." It was hard to tell when they were alone with the woman. However, when all of the villagers gathered together, it was simply impossible