Yes, Zhuang can still be saved!
Lin An stared at the roots between Zhuang and Caidai, deep in thought.
At the same time, he had to be careful in case the Witch-hunting Knights suddenly attacked him.
Heal Zhuang and then run for it!
That's what he was thinking, and now he just hoped for more time.
Time, time, he'd always been racing against time.
He sighed.
The other Witch-hunting Knights walked around the struggling old man in a gown and the robust old man, gathering around Zhuang with sorrowful expressions, discussing among themselves.
"What do you say we give Zhuang an honorable burial, let him be laid to rest with his son?"
"I don't think that's a good idea. When a Witch-hunting Knight becomes a statue and enters the Eternal River, it's not just about having a grave; it's for the possibility of coming back to life from the river in the future, to guard against any Sorcerer Zombies that might come out of the Spirit Realm."
