Fang Yuxin thought of it, and so had Yu Yang. He too sighed, his mood turning somber. Humanity's enemies were already numerous: zombies, mutated plants and animals. If humans themselves started turning on each other, then the world would truly become despairing.
Others, noticing their grim expressions, were tempted to ask what was the matter. But seeing that they had reached the crowded square, amid endless chatter, they suppressed their curiosity and decided to discuss it later.
When they arrived, Chen Qiao and others had already secured a good spot. Yu Yang called out to Chen Qiao, and then the family headed to the spot he mentioned.
Despite the crowd, many already knew of their strength and respectfully made way for them.
The family simply thanked them, their demeanor neither servile nor overbearing, not giving off an air of superiority but rather a subtle aloofness, signaling their inapproachability and sparing them from people coming over to chat or curry favor.
