C521 Its Hard to Kill the Flower People

Yue Jingchen let out a mocking laugh as he looked at the people around him, their eyes fixed on him with a mix of anger and hope. They stood together, holding makeshift yet formidable weapons—knives, swords, sticks, even shovels and kitchen knives.

"Who wants to fight without a reason?" he said. "No, you're wrong. There's no rebellion here, just a group of people fighting to survive