Meanwhile.
In the deepest part of the shattered tree trunk.
Zuo Zuo panted hard, her tiny, little-girl-like body nimbly bounding along broken vines and branches as she raced deeper inside.
"Where are you?! Where are you?!"
She kept searching.
Although she firmly believed her Blockhead could ultimately overcome the Clown Curse's influence, she still had to consider the facts!
The first outbreak of the Clown Curse had represented extreme selfishness.
She still remembered how that terrifying curse had subtly unearthed all the selfishness and madness in his heart. Blockhead was often an extremely self-centered, overbearing fellow to begin with, which was precisely how the Clown Curse had found an opening.
He cared only about his own well-being and his own gains and losses. Once he decided on something, he would pursue it with obsessive determination.
But although he certainly had that dark side.
She also knew very well that the kindness hidden in her perverted Blockhead's heart was equally tenacious and inexhaustible. She hadn't understood it back then, but after everything they had experienced, even though Blockhead often seemed increasingly wicked, whenever a crucial moment came, that goodwill toward the world would always drive him to make a kind choice.
Because he was softhearted!
He was always saying he didn't care about this or that, but only she knew that he really cared more than anyone!
He had worked so hard to save that poor child Alice, and he hadn't wanted Miss Doll to die for him over a mere contract. He had sworn to help Miao Miao find her family. Perhaps he really had only meant to use them at first, but after seeing his Titan Big Brother, the Matriarch, and Sir Awen, after seeing how they suffered while trapped in Hell, he had still taken on a responsibility