While everyone was incessantly discussing in the dining room, in the living room, the Housekeeper sat alone on the sofa, with a pot of tea in front of him, pouring and drinking by himself.
He was the host, and at the same time, the first observer.
As Montary spoke, a faint smile emerged on the Housekeeper's face, and a scene flashed through his mind:
......
"Housekeeper, has someone died?"
Mr. Su Bai, his body covered in bites and scratches caused by zombies, seemed indifferent to his own injuries. He was only concerned about whether that explosion meant someone had died.
"Yes." The Housekeeper pointed towards the bedroom door behind Mr. Su Bai, implying that he was there to deal with the zombie, and with someone already dead, the Housekeeper would not allow any more unexpected deaths in the house, at least not on this day.
"You should have a notification in your mind." The Housekeeper pointed to his own head.
