The next second, everyone saw Theresa instantly teleport in front of Clara. Slap! A loud slap rang out, and Theresa sent her flying. The speed was so fast that Harrance couldn't even react. "I've seen many mistresses before, but none as arrogant as you!" Theresa hadn't intended to bother with them, but Clara had asked for it herself. She grabbed Clara and slapped her face repeatedly. "It's a fact that you destroy someone's relationships, yet you act all innocent and use love as an excuse to cover your despicable actions. Why is it Lily's love is bad and yours is good? How dare you act innocent? You're nothing but a vile b*tch! All you do is steal others' man. That is the only thing you are good at, yet you still dare to make such statements. You are disgusting beyond words!" Slap! Slap! Slap! "Stop!" By the time Theresa had beaten Clara until her face was swollen and bruised, Harrance finally reacted. His face was darkened with rage, and a flame ignited in his palm. Seeing the fire, Theresa wasted no time and kicked him squarely in the chest. "You are a sc*mbag too!" Her kick landed solidly on his chest, sending him flying more than ten meters and crashing into a freshly dug pit. The flame in his palm was instantly suppressed, unable to ignite. "Her being a b*tch is disgusting, but you are no better! I doubt that you know that Clara has loved you for fifteen years. If you hadn't hinted at her over the years, she wouldn't have succeeded! I feel sorry for your wife that she had to sacrifice so much all these years for you. Had I known you were such a disgusting person, I wouldn't have come to save you even if your wife begged me!" Harrance clutched his chest in pain. His eyes were bloodshot as he looked at Theresa holding Clara by the neck. Theresa's expression grew colder, and she walked toward him while carrying the bruised and swollen Clara. "What's wrong? Don't you agree with me?" Harrance bit his lip and said nothing. His eyes were burning with anger and resentment. Theresa looked at him with disdain. "Being despicable isn't illegal. This is the apocalypse, and no law can bind your past behavior. However, you have to face the consequences when you do something wrong! She is a third wheel, and you are a treacherous sc*mbag! That's the truth! Although we have no right to judge you, we have the right to criticize you for what you have done. If you're a man, take it up! Don't be a b*tch!" Hearing her words, the anger in Harrance's eyes began to subside. He stared at Theresa and said, "I'll explain everything to Lily when I return." "That's your own problem." Theresa rolled her eyes and threw Clara back to him. "Don't provoke us again. Otherwise, I'll leave you guys here, and no one will blame me for it." Then, Theresa turned her back on them. At that moment, she heard a commotion. Rumble! A large pile of zombie body parts slid from the entrance. Heads, arms, legs… The blocked entrance had been loosened. "Roar!" The zombies growled again. The previously blocked zombies surged forward like a broken dam, sprinting down the tunnel strung with steel cables. Several steel cables were ripped apart, and the horde had reached the last third of the tunnel. Theresa quickly teleported over and shouted, "Keep digging the tunnel!" In that split second, everyone sprang into action. Those who hadn't finished eating dropped their meals and grabbed shovels to dig. Quentin and the injured Dave also rushed to help. Theresa stood alone, guarding the entrance. She had to hold this position. Looking at the steel cables, she estimated they could only hold for half an hour at most. At the current pace, they would need another three hours. She had to withstand it.Theresa took out a pile of steel plates from her space and used them to block the entrance, since this would buy them at least another hour. Then, she planted a circle of landmines around the entrance. While she set traps, the others dug furiously.