Chapter 13

C13 – I’ll Wait for You!

Chen Haiyang, struggling to contain his fury, said, “Ming Dong, I’m showing you respect today. But Tan Chong has to be detained. Until I find out where my son is, he’s not going anywhere.”

Ming Dong nodded in agreement.

As the Vice Leader of the Celestial South Gathering Land, Chen Haiyang’s demand was entirely within reason.

Tan Chong let out a scornful laugh and challenged, “On what grounds are you imprisoning me?”

Why should Chen Haiyang imprison him without a shred of evidence?

Others might fear Chen Haiyang’s status, but Tan Chong couldn’t care less.

Ming Dong was taken aback by Tan Chong’s audacity.

He couldn’t fathom why Tan Chong would address Chen Haiyang with such insolence. Was there something wrong with his reasoning?

Chen Haiyang’s mouth twitched slightly, his face darkening. Clenching his teeth, he said, “Because I am the Vice Leader of the Celestial South Gathering Land.”

“So being the Vice Leader means you can flout the rules and oppress the weak?”

Tan Chong’s lips twisted into a mocking sneer. “Judging by the way you talk, one might mistake you for the Leader.”

​Should Chen Haiyang make a reckless move, Tan Chong would seize the chance to eliminate him. The worst consequence would be that he’d be confined to the Celestial South Gathering Land.

Chen Haiyang nearly stumbled upon hearing Tan Chong’s challenge. Yet, he remained silent and departed without turning back.

​At that moment, Ming Dong approached Tan Chong, offering a wry smile, “Tan Chong, you’ve acted too rashly.”

Tan Chong had just thoroughly antagonized Chen Haiyang by showing him no respect. Given Chen Haiyang’s vengeful nature, he was bound to seek retribution. Tan Chong’s life could be at risk because of it.

With a slight smile, Tan Chong responded, “Captain Ming, I’m heading back now.”

Ming Dong nodded and murmured a caution, “Be very careful!”

“Don’t worry,” Tan Chong assured him, then turned and walked away.

Ming Dong watched Tan Chong’s retreating figure, sighing softly, “He’s so young.”

Tan Chong’s home was a modest, rundown house. Despite its dilapidated appearance, it was his sanctuary.

Back at home, he opened his storage bag and retrieved a can of food, beginning to eat leisurely.

Suddenly, cries erupted from outside, “The zombies are attacking!”

“Too many zombies, run for your lives!”

Tan Chong had barely started on his meal when the disturbance outside erupted.