Although it's impolite to ask where someone lives the first time, Bai Anhai always wanted to know.

Because they possessed an aura that he deeply missed, an aura that was indescribable and inexplicable, like the power of blood.

Bai Anhai secretly glanced at Bai Zhengxuan, then looked at the middle-aged man in front of him whose eyebrows resembled his own.

Suddenly, a very bold idea came to my mind.

Could this be my long-lost half-brother?

"Stay at the Fire Phoenix Safe Base."

"Middle-aged," Bai Zhengxuan said casually.

"What a coincidence! We used to live there, but we don't anymore," Bai Anhai said with a smile.

The middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan and the middle-aged Liu Jing exchanged a glance, a slight smile playing on their lips above their masks.

Their son hasn't changed at all.

Still so silly and goofy.

Bai Anhai and the middle-aged Liu Jing and Bai Zhengxuan chatted more and more enthusiastically, and the tense and awkward atmosphere gradually disappeared.

Zombie King Zhang Yiming quietly looked at Bai Xizhu. He had so much to say, but he didn't know where to begin.

All the words remained unspoken, transformed into a melancholic yet warm gaze.

Suddenly, a figure blocked his view; a man who looked like he wanted to punch someone stood in front of him.

"What are you looking at?"

Leng Yebai stood before the Zombie King, Zhang Yiming, with a cold expression.

He always felt that Zhang Yiming treated him like a dead man, openly watching his boss!

"Who are you?"

Zombie King Zhang Yiming narrowed his eyes dangerously, and a trace of ferocity instantly enveloped his body.

He had never seen this man in Xiaozhu's family photo.

This means that the man's surname is not Bai.

There's no need to give him face.

If Xiao Zhu hadn't been there, the person who spoke to him in that tone would have been chopped up and fed to the zombies long ago.

"You have amnesia?" Leng Yebai rolled his eyes on his cold face.

He's been jumping around in front of Zhang Yiming for so long, even if he turns to ashes, he should still recognize him by now.

Zombie King Zhang Yiming tightened his fingers, a violent impulse raging in his mind. For some reason, the sight of this man made him want to punch him.