"Her life force is gradually fading. Why don't you let me try?" A young boy walked in from the doorway. After observing everything in the room, he spoke softly.
He wasn't a Beastman child. There wasn't a single beast-like feature on his entire body. The only striking thing about him was his fluffy, elegant, dark green curly hair.
The little boy was delicate and beautiful. His emerald-gem-like eyes were somewhat dull and listless. His skin was too pale, giving him a somewhat sickly appearance, and his frame was slender and frail.
His lips were a little pale and chapped, as if he were constantly dehydrated.
"...Ze Mu?" Chi Li turned his head in surprise, his expression complicated.
Ze Mu, the only known plant-type Beastman in the world, was the personification of the Beast God Flower from all those years ago. No one knew what pact he had triggered to suddenly turn into a Beastman.
