Ye Siyuan held Ye Jingzhe's hand, standing beside the female lead, also waiting anxiously.
"Auntie, should I go and check?" Ye Jingzhe volunteered.
Ye Siyuan gripped his small hand tightly. "Don't cause more trouble. None of us should. Your uncle is very capable; we need to trust him. Let's just wait here."
Ye Jingzhe, Little Bingshan, pressed his thin, cold lips together in frustration. He felt he wouldn't cause trouble, but in his aunt's eyes, he was just a child, unable to help his uncle.
After about ten minutes, both the female lead and Ye Siyuan grew restless and irritable.
Just then, two zombies suddenly emerged from the hallway they had used, their mechanical strides terrifying.
The female lead gasped, covering her mouth, unsure what to do.
Ye Siyuan also noticed. She immediately picked up Ye Jingzhe and said, "Let's go!"
Staying put wasn't wise; waiting idly would only lead to unnecessary casualties.
"But Uncle..."
