Through the lens of his telescope, Zhao Qiankun watched Fang Yuxin, who was riding on Angela's back from afar. In her right hand, she held a long sword with a blade that was very long, showing a deep blood-red color. The blade was double-edged with long blood grooves running along it. With just one glance, Zhao knew that this sword was anything but ordinary and that it was definitely an instrument of great evil!
Zhao Qiankun couldn't help but wonder, how did Fang Yuxin come to possess such a thing? Could it be an ancient sword? Indeed, there was a sense of antiquity to it as if it were a relic.
He watched Fang Yuxin and Bai Ye as they fought together among the zombies. They seemed fearless in the face of death, and those horrifying zombies were powerless against her, cut down as easily as if she were slicing vegetables.
