"What are you looking at me for? Does it have anything to do with me?" Yang Yuan asked in confusion.
From the back of the crowd, the slightly chubby man 'Yueyue' couldn't help but speak, "Boss, that tornado earlier, was it your doing? We were swept up into the sky by it and flew around for more than a day, it was even more thrilling than flying in a plane. When the tornado finally stopped, we fell directly into a zombie pit and were chased by those zombies for two days and nights. Boss, do you know how we've come through these past three days?"
"Pfft... cough, my throat is a bit uncomfortable." Zhao Jiayan nearly burst into laughter but quickly held it back, putting on a serious expression.
"Tornado?"
Yang Yuan was startled for a moment, then said earnestly, "You give me too much credit. That was caused by ghosts and monsters, we were also attacked and had no choice but to escape. So, we are fellow sufferers from the same boat."
Wu Chengxin: "..."
