Wu Chengyue had a short fight with the zombie emperor last night, but didn't see his face carefully. Now, in broad daylight, he saw that half of Mo Yan's undamaged pretty face was covered in blood veins.
Abruptly, he asked the zombie with a faint smile, "You still have your memory, meaning that you didn't forget that you used to be a human. Did you gather all these high-leveled zombies to destroy human beings?"
Hearing the question, the zombie emperor turned his eyes to Wu Chengyue's face. He really didn't like that person. He had waited for three days, but the one that he wanted to see didn't show up. Mo Yan got a little impatient.
"Roar…" He bared his teeth and roared at Wu Chengyue.
"He said that he has human memory, but that doesn't mean anything. He is no longer a human!" Yun Meng translated his words for Wu Chengyue.
Mo Yan didn't answer Wu Chengyue's question, even though he guessed right.