Chapter 899: A Dragon Born in a Mire is Still a Dragon

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'The "dead" man is really about to speak...'

Nie Yuan's complexion grew uglier and uglier, and taking advantage of everyone's attention focused on Elder Nie, he quietly moved toward the sickroom's door, attempting to slip away in the chaos.

"Qing Wu, keep an eye on him! Don't let him get away!"

But such a little trick of his could never escape Ye Feng's discerning eyes. Before Nie Yuan could move back any further, Ye Feng coldly said.

Bang!

Nie Qingwu heard the noise and, with a backhanded movement, closed the sickroom door firmly, staring intently at Nie Yuan and said, "Before grandfather wakes up, no one is to leave the sickroom, not even half a step!"

"I never thought about leaving the sickroom!"

Nie Yuan argued back with a ferocious exterior, but inwardly he felt incredibly bitter, only hoping that Elder Nie's current state was nothing but a fleeting revival and not a true awakening.