After leaving Philly to clean up the mess she had caused herself—though Philly adamantly refused to admit it was her mess—Fang Zheng swiftly headed for Alisa's location.
"It should be around here..."
Glancing at the dilapidated village that had long since been abandoned, Fang Zheng frowned slightly before walking forward. The instant he stepped into the village, he saw a petite figure flash past not far from him.
Hmm? That was...
Fang Zheng took two steps forward and sensed a little one secretly peeking out from behind him. When Fang Zheng turned his head, she immediately ducked back.
So Fang Zheng continued onward, but the little one peeked out again... Fang Zheng stopped, and she ducked back once more.
What an interesting little one.
Fang Zheng chuckled and continued walking. If he had merely come out for a stroll, he might have teased the little one a bit. But Alisa was not doing well right now, so... he should deal with Alisa's trouble first and worry about the rest later.
With that thought, Fang Zheng quickened his pace toward the source of Alisa's presence.
Soon, inside an abandoned house, Fang Zheng found Alisa unconscious against a wall.
"Hmm, this is pretty miserable."
Looking at Alisa's right hand, which had completely turned monstrous, Fang Zheng shook his head. Then he walked over to her and raised his hand. But the next moment...
"Uwah!!!"
A petite figure suddenly charged in from outside the door and rammed headfirst toward Fang Zheng. Fang Zheng simply extended his other hand, pressing down on the little girl's head while snapping his fingers. Soon, a beam of Holy Light quietly appeared and shone upon Alisa's right hand. Before long, Alisa's pained expression gradually eased, while her mutated right hand began changing under the radiance, slowly returning to