Yan Chenggong's eyes flashed, but he said nothing.
"And then?" Yang Yuan's heart stirred; he had already guessed what Zhao Jiayan was suggesting.
However, transformation... he had never tried it before, and wasn't sure if it would be successful.
Zhao Jiayan said, "Her body is severely damaged. I've divided her body into three parts using my abilities. I can heal two of them without harm. How about you handle the limbs?"
She wanted Yang Yuan to help the big-eyed woman become strong quickly. Otherwise, given the short time Earthlings had been in this world, reaching the power to enforce one's justice without resistance could take years.
Zhao Jiayan thought of their intimate conversations and smiled, "After all, you won't be affected yourself."
The things Yang Yuan created couldn't harm him—she was already aware of this.
"Divided into three parts? How?" Big man Tai Lang was a bit puzzled. Isn't that too gruesome?
