After all, if he were to die suddenly, where could I find such a useful, high-caliber workhorse?
Amanda, hearing this, thought for a moment and understood, but one crucial question remained.
"But it seems the treatment hasn't finished yet. When can leprosy be truly cured?"
"Today!" Lance's smile grew even brighter, his every movement filled with confidence.
As he spoke, he turned to Amanda with a gesture. "Since you're so curious, come and have a look."
Honestly, Amanda was indeed a bit curious. After all, this was an ailment that had plagued humanity for thousands of years. The Romani had also suffered from infections; they had attempted to save the afflicted, but in the end, they had no choice but to give up.
So many physicians, so many mystic Transcendents had failed to achieve large-scale treatment, and now it was being managed by three people—rather incredible, to say the least.
