Xuanyuan Yiren looked at Zong Shou whose face was ashen white, blood seeping from the corner of his lips.
She knew that it was only his soul that was weak and that he hadn't suffered many injuries. At this moment he just needed some time to rest, but she still felt really heartache. Walking beside Zong Shou, she frowned as she helped him check his Meridians.
"I am fine!"
Zong Shou smiled and patted her little hands to calm her down. Following this, he looked toward the Ministers in a fake manner.
"Something unexpected happened which made all of you worried!"
Looking at the sky outside the hall, it was already in the dead of the night. Joy appeared in Zong Shou's eyes for some reason, "However, all of you came here for another reason right? What was it?"
Although he spent dozens of days in the illusion, in actual time it had been just four or five days.