After clearing out the berserker demons, Aoko Aozaki's party crossed the deep pit and continued onward. Lightward's experience had reminded them that Duke Rivengard, who had likewise fallen victim to the devils' schemes, was very likely facing a similar plot. Finding him as soon as possible was the most important thing.
Yet, aside from the zombies and berserker demons in that deep pit, there seemed to be very few enemies in this deep church district. The positive energy here was also far denser, making it seem entirely unsuitable for undead or demons. However, Zhang Jiaze had matured now; he was no longer the same as before. The situation was different now. He was the one asking Song Yazhu, not the other way around! So, after his wife ran away from home again, Zhang Jiaze sat on the sofa, made up his mind, and picked up his phone to make a call.
No sooner had she thought that than the old Dragon Mother seemed to put on a pair of X-ray glasses and see straight through her. Not to mention the unusually active thoughts in her mind at that moment. Overjoyed, she covered her mouth and chuckled softly to avoid revealing the deep-seated smugness she had hidden away. Her eyes glimmered as she stared directly at Ji Yining, looking thoroughly satisfied.
She reached out and removed the conical hat from his head. In the darkness, he looked up at her with a gentle gaze, just as he had when she was seven years old, riding on his shoulders and eating candied hawthorn with great swagger.
The decorations and furnishings were as they had been before. Nothing had changed. Even each object remained the same, neither fewer nor more.
"Detoxifying him alone isn't enough. He was poisoned with that toxin from birth,