Bab 482: Bad Times Don’t Last, But Bad Guys Do

I stared at the woman in front of me, who seemed to have a death wish. Was it really too hard for her to understand that Wang Chao was mine? That he was not someone that could be coveted by someone like her?

I took in a deep breath. I was trying not to kill so many people, but they were really making it really hard to justify keeping them alive.

"Wang Chao, I challenge you for the head of City A. Fight or submit?" I asked, not bothering to turn and look at the man behind me. Instead, my gaze stayed fixed on the woman smirking in front of me. 

The man in question left his place and walked in front of me. Standing beside the other woman, he dropped to his knee and bowed his head. "I submit," he said, not even hesitating for a second. I could hear movement off to the side as the horde of hundreds of zombies dropped to their knees, their heads bowed as they looked at me.