After I Fully Prepared for the Apocalypse, the Ungrateful Cried with Regret novel Chapter 297

Chapter 297: Chapter 297: Getting Better at Reading Faces

"What’s wrong?"

Nina Jacobs asked before the group of people could get any closer.

She noticed Trevor’s expression was grim, a hint of something suppressed in his eyes...

’Is that hatred?’

’Do they know these people?’

"It was them. They’re the ones who lured the horde of zombies here, the ones who made us lose so many people."

Trevor’s voice was filled with restraint.

He knew he couldn’t be impulsive now.

"Looks like they’re not here to make friends."

Leo Hale remarked, eyeing the approaching group.

The group was made up of men and women, and none of them looked easy to deal with. A woman with her hair in a ponytail, who looked to be in her twenties or thirties, walked in the center. Her expression was frigid.

"Where are you from? What are you doing here in Veridia?" the woman demanded as soon as she spoke.

"Shouldn’t you introduce yourself before you start asking questions?"

Shirley Lucas swallowed her last bite of food. These people were completely ruining their appetites.

"Ms. Thorne, no need to ask. I know these people."

A man in a floral shirt with a flippant air stepped forward, his eyes smiling as he stared at the little girl, Eve, in Lana’s arms.

Eve was so frightened she immediately hid her face in Lana’s embrace.

"I don’t care if you know them or not. We don’t welcome outsiders here. These people had better get lost, and fast."

The woman didn’t even glance at the man in the floral shirt, her extremely unfriendly gaze fixed on the newcomers.

"Isn’t that a rather rude way to speak, miss? Weren’t you the ones who came looking for trouble first?" Shirley Lucas asked.

Adrian Shaw snorted coldly, a Thunder Ball crackling into existence in his hand.

’They only have about thirty people. If a fight breaks out, we have the advantage.’

"Now, now, sir, no need to get so worked up, our Ms. Thorne just has a bit of a temper. We’re actually very happy to welcome you to Veridia."

The man in the floral shirt spoke with a regional Southwest accent, sounding extremely enthusiastic.

"We don’t need your welcome. We’re just passing through," Joanne Page stated coldly.

"Passing through is its own kind of fate. Last time, we had a bit of a misunderstanding with these young men here, we’re actually here to offer our sincerest apologies."

The man in the floral shirt clearly still recognized Trevor and his companions.

But Greg Unger couldn’t take it anymore. He shot out from the crowd and swung a punch at the man in the floral shirt!

Adrian Shaw shot a surprised glance over. Greg Unger had been sitting right next to Nina Jacobs. Nina had more than enough time and opportunity to stop him, but she hadn’t made a move.

’Does that mean she approved of Greg Unger’s attack?’

But he quickly snapped out of it. ’Since when have I gotten so good at reading Nina Jacobs’s expressions?!’

"What do you think you’re doing!"

Elara Thorne demanded sharply.

Greg Unger was now being shielded by Beckett Abbott and the others.

His eyes were bloodshot as he pointed at the man in the floral shirt on the ground and yelled,

"You got so many of our people killed! How dare you show your faces here again?"

Greg Unger raged.

What he couldn’t stand the most was how this man brazenly greeted them as if nothing had ever happened.

The man in the floral shirt got up from the ground.

"I remember you... You’re from the Bishop Clan."

He touched his already swelling face, not with anger, but with a smile.

"Actually, as I just said, we’re here to apologize. What we did last time was indeed wrong, but the situation was urgent. We were fleeing for our lives; it was just instinct."

"Oh, right. One more thing. Maybe you should be thanking us. Your clan’s Healer... she’s alive and well."

His words made Trevor and the others stare in shock.

"You mean Maya Warner is still alive?!"

Lana’s face was filled with unconcealable joy, and even Greg Unger froze on the spot.

Maya Warner was his younger sister, and also a Healing Element Superpower User.

"Of course she’s alive. Not just alive, but doing quite well, aren’t you going to go see her?"

"Oh, right. We didn’t have time for proper introductions last time. My name is Aiden Gordon."

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