Title: A Fake Holy Mother in the Zombie Apocalypse
Translator: Little Bamboo Spirit
Chapter 233 - The prophecy was right (2)
It had been so long, and Zhen Zhen was still following Huo Ren. How surprising.
Bei Nuan thought that Zhen Zhen looked a lot more haggard compared to when she first met her by the riverside. She was much thinner now. She no longer had the smooth skin that all healthy young women had. Her cheeks were sunken, and her cheekbones were sharp. She had bags under her eyes, and her eyes were lifeless without any brightness.
Anyone with eyes could tell that she was unhappy.
Bei Nuan thought; why didn't she run away? Didn't she want to live?
However, everyone thought differently. Even now, sitting next to Huo Ren, she would glance at him from time to time. Her eyes were full of concern. She was probably willing to follow him.
Bei Nuan thought; at a time like this, why was she still worrying about others? She had to get over this crisis for herself first.
There were a few people standing behind Huo Ren and Zhen Zhen. Bei Nuan recognized right away that they were Huo Ren's subordinates from Refuge #9.
In addition to them, Yawen was surprisingly also present.
When Yawen saw Bei Nuan coming, her eyes showed contempt and complacency.
"This is our new saint, Saint Jiade," Jia Han introduced Bei Nuan.
Bei Nuan didn't raise her eyes and only slightly nodded at Huo Ren. As a saint, she didn't have to salute anyone.
Huo Ren abruptly burst into laughter when he heard Jia Han's words.
"What did you say her name was? I didn't hear it clearly. Jiade of what?"
Jia Han was a bit puzzled. He didn't know what Huo Ren was laughing about. He looked at Huo Ren in bewilderment and answered, "That's right, Saint Jiade."
The curve of Huo Ren's smile deepened.
Bei Nuan felt a chill. Why was Huo Ren laughing? He was actually laughing. Moreover, Huo Ren said Jiade of what instead of saying Saint Jiade as Jia Han had introduced. It felt like he was someone that knew about Joan of Arc.
Huo Ren had already stopped laughing. He lazily said, "It's nothing. I just thought of something. So this is the new saint that snatched our Yawen's position? She looks quite small."
He tilted his head and glanced at Bei Nuan. He sighed and said, "One after another, they wear such heavy makeup. They look like they've been punched in the eyes. Can't your tribe change its rules on how saints dress?"
Jia Han impartially answered, "This is a rule that's been passed down. It can't be changed."
Jia Han introduced Huo Ren to Bei Nuan, "This is Mr. Huo from LBD. He specializes in managing this area. LBD has been assisting in the tribe's development in the past several years, and Mr. Huo has been instrumental in his part."
LBD? The organization that had three petals with an eye at the center as its logo? So Lu Xingchi had gone down the right trail in his search for clues. Huo Ren was part of that organization.
Bei Nuan remained calm and silently digested this information. As it turned out, Huo Ren, who was vicious, unreliable, and looked like the leader of mercenaries, had an official position. Plus, that position wasn't low.
Huo Ren casually exchanged small talk with Jia Han.
Bei Nuan turned around to find a seat.
This was the place where Jia Han received guests, and there was ample seating in the form of wooden chairs with embroidered cushions. Most of the seats were empty. And yet, Bei Nuan chose to sit down next to Yawen.
With Bei Nuan sitting so close to her, Yawen felt a bit uncomfortable and edged to the other side of the chair to avoid Bei Nuan
Bei Nuan thought; hehe, the place was only so big. She couldn't avoid her.
The chairs were placed close to each other, and Yawen's arm was resting on the armrest.
Bei Nuan put her hand on the armrest of the chair and sneakily took off the bandaid. It would be unworthy of this auspicious day if she didn't touch Yawen again.
Jia Han was chatting with Huo Ren about official matters related to past construction projects. Huo Ren wasn't interested and perfunctorily replied to Jia Han.
Bei Nuan took this opportunity to secretly stretch her right index finger out and gently touched Yawen's arm.
Yawen didn't notice her touch. She was focused on her own matters. Huo Ren had called a few days ago to say that he had something to do nearby and would arrive here soon.
Huo Ren was very handsome and had power and status. He was the most outstanding man that Yawen could come into contact with. Ever since she had slept with this strong backer two years ago, she hadn't lost contact with him.
She originally wanted to use his power to deal with the new saint that had suddenly appeared and was caught off guard that he had brought a woman with him during this visit. This was a first for Huo Ren.
Moreover, this woman was special. While everyone else in his group was standing, Huo Ren actually had her sit down, and he even sat down next to her.
A love rival had appeared out of thin air.
Yawen stared at the woman sitting next to Huo Ren. Getting rid of Bei Nuan couldn't be further away from her thoughts.
Yawen showed her displeasure on her face without any intention of hiding it.
Bei Nuan thought; so jealous. Might as well say it aloud. Saint Yawen, please start your performance.
The three minutes had started.
Bei Nuan tilted her head and quietly asked, "Did you go out this morning?"
Yawen didn't want to talk to Bei Nuan, but her mouth spoke and in a tone of showing off, "Huo Ren called me. He said he was already nearby. I was looking for him, so I went out to pick him up."
Huo Ren had probably given her that satellite phone. No wonder it was the same model as his.
Ah, so that's why she had gone early this morning. She didn't even bother to participate in worshiping the water god. As it turned out, she had gone out looking for Huo Ren, her strong backer.
"I didn't expect to see a woman with him," Yawen continued to loudly say.
Her voice was too loud, and she interrupted Jia Han mid-sentence. Everyone in the room was looking at her.