Faced with a problem that's slightly more complex, Sister Xie's brain short-circuited.
In the end, her ramblings almost overturned the hypothesis Yang Fan had just established.
Helpless, Yang Fan had to give up.
Better to let it feast peacefully.
"Boss Yang, what exactly is that thing?" Zhou Yingnan squatted beside Yang Fan and asked.
She only heard Yang Fan's words but had no idea what the embroidered shoes actually said. Guessing wildly got her nowhere, and her mind was even more cluttered with doubts.
Yang Fan shook his head, "I don't know for now either. It should be a reanimated corpse."
For now, he could only assume the thing wasn't dead and planned to check it out tomorrow to see what was really happening.
"A reanimated corpse..."
"Sister Xie."
Yang Fan happened to think of a question for the embroidered shoes, and just then, Zhou Yingnan also spoke up.
"You go ahead," Yang Fan asked, turning his head.
