The trouble's just beginning!

The shadow stared at Clark, its attitude evident without words.

"Hehe, but I don't want to tell you!" Clark chuckled deliberately. If you want to know, I'll tell you, but then I'd lose face!

However, he regretted it after saying that. 

The shadow reached out its hand, making a choking motion in the air. 

Clark's neck was really caught tightly, and he couldn't struggle at all in his zombie state. 

Though suffocation wouldn't kill him, it would be extremely uncomfortable.

"You must have noticed by now, in this inverted space, I am the one in control of everything. Don't play tricks with me. Seeing me is already an honor for you. Of course, dying by my hand is equally so!" The shadow was not joking. 

With his status, he didn't need to personally intervene. 

Ordinary high-level zombies would never have the chance to see his true form.

"Let go of me, and I'll tell you!" Clark gasped, having tried to struggle but to no avail.