Bai Zhengli and the others were originally having a meeting inside the carriage, but ran out upon hearing the noise outside. Among them, the most agitated were the four captains from the Qiankun Mercenary Group. They first glanced at the spray bottle held in the hands of their subordinates, then suddenly turned their heads to look at Fang Yuxin. One of them seemed the most impulsive, and with a tense face, he asked first, "Miss Fang, you weren't just spouting nonsense earlier, were you?"
Fang Yuxin had good intentions, but seeing his stubbornness, she sneered, "The words I said earlier were indeed just my speculation. If you don't believe it, by all means, continue spraying that mist on yourself, can I even stop you? The zombie group is about to come, instead of questioning me, you might want to think about how to deal with the zombie group!"
