Ye Jingzhou looked even more decrepit than before, a candle flickering in the wind. The robes that once fit him perfectly now hung on his frame like a massive shroud.
He sat at the front of the square, eyes shut, utterly motionless.
One had to wait a long time just to perceive his faint, weak heartbeat.
He was so old!
Anyone who saw Ye Jingzhou couldn't help but have this thought. Perhaps it was because of the battle a few days ago, which had exhausted the very last shred of True Essence in his body, that he now appeared in such a state.
"Master, I've brought the Longevity Pills!"
Lu Yi trotted over and presented the Pill, saying:
"Hurry, take one…"
Out of the corner of his eye, Chen Che saw Ye Jingzhou sitting there, his mouth closed, his eyelids drooping.
Lu Yi wanted to force it into his mouth but didn't have the nerve.
"Master, I beg you to open your mouth."
