The people were enraged, their angry voices echoing throughout the safe zone.
Some cursed Ross openly, while others pointed fingers at him as though he were the source of every misfortune that had befallen them.
The atmosphere was tense, and hatred could be seen in countless pairs of eyes.
Ross simply shook his head.
If their insults had been directed at him alone, he would not have cared in the slightest.
He had endured far worse throughout his life.
However, what bothered him was the fact that many of them were dragging his children into the matter.
Some of his sons and daughters were still very young, especially those who had been born during the zombie apocalypse.
They were innocent and had done nothing wrong, yet they were being judged simply because they were related to him.
Ross glanced at his family for a brief moment.
His expression remained calm, but a faint coldness flashed through his eyes.
