Chapter 3888
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Feng Wu wondered when the old man would show up.
Feng Wu was a little excited at the thought that she would soon be able to meet her sixth senior brother.
Before long, the stone door opened on its own.
Feng Wu and the eagle looked in the direction of the door …
An old man with white hair and a white beard walked out. His expression was indifferent and his eyes were so cold that no one dared to get close to him.
The eagle might have scolded the empress, but in front of this old man, it lowered its head obediently.
"It's him! That's him! " Little Phoenix's excited voice rang out in Feng Wu's head as it murmured, "But how did he become like this? Why is he so old … He's so ugly even when he's old? "
Little Phoenix's last sentence almost made Feng Wu laugh, and she finally managed to calm herself down.
But she still managed to catch the old man's attention.
The old man's piercing gaze landed on Feng Wu.
Feng Wu straightened her face, lowered her head, and looked down, not daring to do anything else.
The old man only glanced at her and didn't pay much attention to her. After all, she was playing the role of a little eunuch.
He went up to Northern Yan Emperor, observed him carefully, and felt his pulse.
Northern Yan Emperor was relieved to see the old man. The old man was omnipotent, so he would be fine.
However, the old man had been frowning ever since he started to feel the pulse.
A while later, he heaved a long sigh and shook his head.
What did that mean?
The old man looked at Northern Yan Emperor and said, "You're not easy to cure."
Northern Yan Emperor was dumbfounded.
The old man shook his head again. "No one in this world can cure you."
Northern Yan Emperor:???!!!
Didn't the old man say that he was omnipotent?!
Was he going to suffer from a stroke for the rest of his life?!
"Hm —"
Northern Yan Emperor struggled violently and his will to live was strong.
He didn't want to lie on the bed like this, neither dead nor alive. He still had a huge empire to govern, he still had his sword pointed at the world, he still had a grand plan, he …
But the old man heaved a long sigh when he saw him like this.
"If my master was here back then, he might have been able to save you. This old man … is not good at medicine, so there's nothing I can do."
The Patriarch's face was somewhat dejected and sad.
He raised his head and looked at the small window in the east, a look of nostalgia appearing on his face. "Master, where are you? Your disciple … misses you. "
After saying that, the old man couldn't help but shed tears on his clothes as he sobbed.
Feng Wu was dumbfounded.
This ancestor was obviously the kind of person who would cry when he sang … She had thought that he was an introverted and arrogant master who was lonely and invincible …
Little Phoenix said grumpily, "I told you. Little Yanbo was picked up by your master when he was a kid. Back then, he was a crybaby and would cry all the time. Sigh, I can't believe he still has such a temper at such an old age."
Feng Wu didn't know what to say when Little Phoenix criticized the patriarch as if he were a junior.
He was the Grand Elder of the Northern Yan Kingdom, the Grand Elder! Crybaby? If other people heard that, the people of Northern Yan would kill Little Phoenix.
The emperor of Northern Yan looked at the old man in resignation. He was probably used to the old man reminiscing about his master all the time, so he was very calm.
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