"How is he now?"
Zheng Fan stood by the coffin and asked Liang Cheng beside him.
Earlier, Liang Cheng was outside commanding soldiers to ambush, to prevent any unexpected incidents. It was only after everything ended that he dismissed the soldiers and came over.
Zombies are most likely best understood by other zombies.
Liang Cheng carefully checked, then stood there for a long time, organizing his emotions, pondering for a long time. Finally, rather laboriously, a smile emerged on his face, because he rarely smiled, so he had no muscle memory, and moreover, his muscles were not the same as ordinary people's.
This smile made Zheng Fan feel quite relieved, although he thought Liang Cheng could have just spoken directly, there was no need to convey things through expression if the latter was much more cumbersome than the former.
"My lord, he has awakened."
"Awakened? But there's no movement."
