This question left Zhu Yu stunned, and Lu Qing's brows furrowed.
"So which side of him was the real one at that time?" he asked Yan Daoxin.
Yan Daoxin shook his head, "Neither side was real.
He wasn't as weak and dazed as he appeared when you entered the main hall, but he definitely wasn't as lively as he later seemed.
When we discovered he was suffering from chronic poisoning, though it wasn't too late, it was too late to completely eradicate the residual poison from his body without any damage.
Fortunately, the palace had a complete supply of medicinal materials, and I did my best to temporarily stabilize his steadily declining health. The damage done is irreversible.
Now all we can do is maintain the current situation; there's no way to cure him.
As for how long he can hold on, that depends on his will to live and fate.
Even if we were to invite my master out of seclusion, it would be of no use."
A faint layer of worry appeared on Lu Qing's face.
