It turned out to be the young man embedded in the iron plate frame who was speaking.
"Huh? Is that Situ Xiaoye? Could he have been plastered into the wall? Hey, is there anyone in this world who can slam you into a wall..." Zhang Yicheng ran over, huffing and puffing, and pulled the young man out.
The young man twisted his neck, showing no sign of injury whatsoever.
Jing Shu sensed something was off—could this guy be one of us?
Zhang Yicheng introduced the mud-covered Situ Xiaoye to Jing Shu:
"Ah, President Jing, this is our security team's captain, Situ Xiaoye." He then turned his head and said, "Xiao Ye, this is our Cigarette Factory's Big Boss, Miss Jing."
Jing Shu felt incredibly embarrassed, quickly saying, "Are you okay? I'm sorry, I thought—thought you were a zombie just now... one unrestrained motion and I lightly kicked..."
