Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“Help me…” The king had no choice but to remind the Patriarch.
He used all his strength to say those words.
The Patriarch glanced at the king and heaved a sigh. “I’ll send you some spiritual essence. That’s my only option. Let’s see how much it can help you.” Cure him? That was impossible.
The king couldn’t believe his eyes. Wasn’t the Patriarch supposed to be omnipotent?
But… he was right. The Patriarch was indeed an expert in refining weapons, but his medical skills…
As expected…
When the Patriarch injected his spiritual essence into the king’s internal organs, it did help with his condition. At least, he could talk now.
“Thank you, master.” The king let out a breath of relief.
It was already a big step for him to be able to speak again. He just needed to hold on a little longer…
However, as soon as he thought that, the Patriarch shattered his hope.
“Don’t overthink it. I’ve done everything I can. There’s nothing else I can do,” the Patriarch said indifferently.
The king was baffled.
Although he could speak, he still couldn’t move.
“Master, what should I…
The king had a lot of respect for the Patriarch.
The Patriarch waved his hand and said calmly, “Unfortunately, my second senior brother isn’t here. He’s the best doctor. If we can find him, we may be able to treat you.”
“Then, where can we…” the king asked.
The old man looked nostalgic again. He waved his hand and rose to his feet.
“Master, Master…” The king panicked. What was going on? Was he going to be like this forever?
However, the old man didn’t stop just because of that.
Just then, the young eunuch, who had been standing next to the king’s bed, moved. He ran after the old man.
The king was pleased. Little Zhao was indeed a loyal servant.
Meanwhile, “Little Zhao” followed the Patriarch out of the room.
The old man frowned when he heard the noise, but he didn’t linger. No one could catch up with him.
Just then, Feng Wu suddenly called out, “Huyan Yanbo!”
Feng Wu’s voice almost frightened the eagle to death.
That name, that name… It threw a dirty look at Feng Wu and was going to drag her out!
However, at that moment, a little bird flew out and blocked the eagle’s way.
The two birds started fighting right away.
Huyan… Yanbo?
The Patriarch stopped abruptly when he heard that name.
It had been years since anyone used that name, so long that he had forgotten about it.
He suddenly turned around and saw a young eunuch standing a short distance away.
Looking past Feng Wu, the old man looked to his left and right, but there was no one there. He must have been hallucinating.
“Senior Brother Huyan.” Feng Wu wiped the disguise off her face and showed him her real face.
The Patriarch narrowed his eyes. That face…
‘You!”
Patriarch Huyan quickly walked up to Feng Wu and stared at her. “You’re… Junior Sister! Are you really her?”
He was thrilled.
“Although there’s only a 50% to 60% resemblance,… are you really my junior sister?! ” Exhilarated, Patriarch Huyan burst into tears…
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