ed the corner of his lips.Some people seem to have forgotten who controls the narrative.The phone fell silent for a moment, then rang again. It was Zhang Ling's voice, "Mr. Ye, there's a large group o..., surrounded by corpses. He stood amidst them, motionless, without a flicker of reaction.His hair and clothes were drenched by the rain, dripping, dripping. His eyes narrowed into a straight line, col...