The old master actually woke up!
Qiao Xi calmed herself and said, "I'll go get someone."
The old master made a hoarse sound from his throat, very vague: "No..."
He struggled to reach out his hand to stop Qiao Xi, "Don't... tell... anyone."
During the time he was comatose, his consciousness was sometimes clear, sometimes muddled. He occasionally heard things happening outside; ultimately, the Zhong Family moved towards internal strife, the two brothers started fighting, and it was unclear who would ultimately gain an advantage.
He also sadly realized that the heir he had nurtured since childhood was the most ruthless one.
Lying on the sickbed, he could feel how wonderful traits like kindness and a generous heart truly were. In comparison, that incompetent brat turned out to be the most reliable.
Qiao Xi sat back down, feeling somewhat tense.
Did the old master's words mean he only wanted her to know?
She stood on Zhong Yi's side.
He couldn't be unaware.
