Chapter 73

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SWEAT WEATHER

Earlier, when he saw Hangguang-Jun walking down the path toward him, Sizhui ran over to greet him, but before he could get close, his adopted father suddenly lost his balance, fell to the ground, and lost consciousness.

Sizhui's heart jumped in surprise and hurried over to see what had caused the other to lose consciousness, only to discover that he had overused the Qi inside his body and was now suffering the consequences.

Knowing this, Lan Zhan's adopted son immediately transferred his slight Qi into him to stabilize the flow of his internal matters, which had become chaotic due to over-fatigue.

He then calls for help as he can't bear the weight of his adopted father alone, and when he gazes across the path towards Lan Xichen's residence, the only person he sees is Wei Ying, with the first prince of the Yao clan trailing behind him.

Almost immediately, Sizhui's eyes lit up with pure gladness and he ran over to the second prince of the Yao clan, desperately asking for his assistance, while Jiang Cheng just stood there in disbelief, staring at both of them and into the unconscious person ten steps away.

Jiang Cheng ask what happened and wanted to help, but seeing as the two immediately strode over to the unconscious person, while Wei protested his suggestions, he just stayed put in his place, looking at them helping each other to lift the unconscious person with deep disappointment in his heart.

Between him and Wei Ying, he was the one who had given the gift of immortal strength, but he is now weaker than any bird.

Jiang Cheng knew he couldn't help them even if he wanted to since he was injured and still healing, but...

The first prince of the Yao clan looked straight at his younger brother and saw him struggling to maintain balance while lifting Lan Zhan out of the floor, with the youth on the other side also struggling.

Emperor Fen's first son could only sigh helplessly and knit his brows in frustration before turning around to return to the private residence built for them by Master Woo.

He had a feeling that if he stayed there for too long, he'd end up being persistent and helping them, which would only create another dilemma since he wasn't in the right shape to help or do heavy stuff yet.

I despise this so much.

I despise this feeling.

I despise it.

I despise it so much!

Jiang Cheng accelerated his strides back to their space, gritting his teeth in annoyance and clenching his right hand into a tight fist, eyes beaming with full rage and disappointment at himself.

When Sizhui and Wei arrived at the second jade of the cloud clan residence, they gently placed him on his bed and tucked him inside the soft but light white blanket.

After that, Sizhui sat beside Lan Zhan's bed and checked his pulse and internal vital organs to see if there was any part that had been harmed once again; upon sensing none, the youth sighed in relief and transferred a slight of his Qi into his adopted father just a bit again to ease the uneasiness Lan Zhan felt inside him and relax his nerve.

While Wei went to sit in a chair in front of the wooden table to take a break, he now feels the aftereffects of carrying his childhood friend, who appears to be a lightweight on the outside but is heavy on the inside.

Since his condition differs from that of his elder brother, he has never had to carry heavy objects in his life, and his parents have always treated him with care.

Also, he was always accompanied by someone who did everything for him, and now those people were all gone.

Wei sighed deeply, ignoring the thoughts that almost made him emotional again, and immediately switched to thinking of things he had never experienced before, such as carrying his childhood friend.

It was his first time and it turns out he was not as frail as he thought. He felt he had accomplished something worthwhile today.

The second prince of the Yao clan smirked, proud of what he had experienced for the first time today, but his grin quickly faded as he gradually felt all the strength in his body leave him.

He felt numb and worn out all over his body, just carrying Lan Zhan with Sizhui made him feel like this.

Hays, I'm overconfident in myself yet again.

I'm still as frail as everyone predicted I'd be.

Nothing changes, but at least I get to do something I never thought I'd be able to do. I'm still impressed with myself.

Emperor Fen's second son let out an agitated sigh, which distracted Sizhui's attention.

Knowing that everything was fine, the youth finally stood up and moved to the other side of the chair, releasing a breath.

Sensing his presence, Wei looked at him, smiling, and asked.

"What happened, and why was he unconscious earlier on the floor?"

Everything was already a shambles and extremely frustrating. He only took a moment to calm down, and now his childhood friend has turned into this?

This world is truly testing my patience and wishes to take away all the people I hold dear for as long as I am alive.

Am I a misfortune child?

Was that who I am?

Screw it!

If this world wants to take everything I own, I will take everything this world owns as well.

You see, I'm going to do it! I will destroy everything inside this world once I have brought justice to all of our people's deaths, as well as the deaths of my parents.

Emperor Fen's second son takes a deeper breath and calms his thoughts.

"To answer Prince Wei's question, I don't know either, but I heard from all my junior brothers that brother Hanguang-Jun spent the entire night inside brother Lan Xichen's chamber, and he just came out today; when I checked his internal condition, I saw the trace of overuse Qi inside his body," Sizhui replied, his gaze falling on his adopted father, who is now sleeping comfortably in bed, face full of concern.

"And I believe he used it to heal brother Xichen so that brother Xichen could regain his strength immediately,"


To be continued.

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