But Xiao Zhu held on tightly, and he couldn't forcefully pry her wrists open, for fear of hurting his little princess.

This is Xiao Zhu, who lives in the same time and space as them. In a sense, she is more like family to him than all the Bai family members.

"Grab me, all of you!"

Bai Xizhu didn't answer Bai Zhengxuan's question, but instead shouted at the crowd.

Leng Yebai reacted the fastest, grabbing Bai Yifan's collar with one hand and pulling the still-unresponsive middle-aged Liu Jing with the other, protecting everyone as they walked towards Bai Xizhu's location.

Just as everyone's hands touched Bai Xizhu, the zombie horde seemed to be paused, suddenly standing still.

"Little Zhu!"

Leng Yebai quickly realized what was happening and hurriedly reminded Bai Xizhu.

There are other people.

Bai Xizhu immediately understood and did not lead everyone to disappear from the spot. Instead, she looked warily at the motionless horde of zombies around her.

The zombie horde remained expressionless, and even the strong smell of blood emanating from the middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan did not deter them from attacking.

The zombies ahead, their faces blank, slowly took two steps to either side, instantly creating a clear path through the crowded horde.

A man dressed in white casual clothes rushed quickly towards the Bai family's direction.

The Bai family felt instantly relieved the moment they saw the man's face.

"Run!"

The middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan and Liu Jing tensed up, their eyes fixed on the young man before them.

They knew that this was the Zombie King.

Even though he had seen the zombie king Zhang Yiming get along well with his family before, he was still a little apprehensive in the midst of a zombie horde.

"It's alright, don't worry, he won't hurt us." Bai Yifan hung on Leng Yebai's hand and gently patted the middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan's shoulder. "You're injured. Let my grandma take a look at you in a bit. She's a doctor, and she can stitch up wounds beautifully."

Middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan: ...

The middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan didn't have time to comment on the grandmother Bai Yifan had described as having a beautifully stitched wound; he looked at the man rushing towards him with a wary expression.