Li Zhiyuan sat on the ground, gently massaging his temples.
This was his first time controlling a Corpse, and he was somewhat tired, needing to quickly relax and soothe himself, since he still had much to do.
If nothing unexpected happened, he would face the biggest overdraft yet.
This kind of overdraft was very likely to cause serious damage to his body.
He knew this clearly, but he still decided to do it.
Because he was angry.
An emotion he considered precious.
At that moment, both the girl and the woman knelt down toward him.
Seeing this, Li Zhiyuan waved his hand, but to no avail.
He had already released their control; normally, they should be standing still, or one should return to the rice barrel and the other back to bed.
Helplessly, Li Zhiyuan stood up, and so did the mother and daughter.
He walked to the table and sat back down in his original spot.
The girl and the woman also got up and followed, then sat down to the right of Li Zhiyuan.
