A weak smile appeared on Pei Zhongtian's face: "Don't worry, I'm not, cough - cough - it's okay..."
Pei Qingyu pursed her lips tightly.
How can it be considered okay like this?
Just now, Uncle Yang said that his grandfather's health was as good as before, but it was clearly much worse than when he left.
Uncle Yang sighed and handed over a cup of tea. Pei Zhongtian took it. After a while, he recovered and leaned weakly on the bedside.
Uncle Yang took the cup again, put it aside and stepped back.
He was extremely proficient in this series of actions, and it was obviously not the first time he had done it.
It can be seen that Pei Zhongtian's situation has been going on for a long time.
Pei Qingyu's jaw tightened, and it took him a while before he spoke in a low voice:
"Qingyu is useless. This time he failed to retrieve the essence and blood of the ninth-grade golden-eyed purple phoenix dragon."
But grandfather is like this, obviously he can’t delay it any longer, otherwise——
Uncle Yang raised his eyes and glanced this way, with a bit of helplessness on his brows.
Didn't even the Third Young Master succeed...
Pei Zhongtian seemed to have expected this. He shook his head slightly and raised his pale lips slightly.
"The probability of success in this matter is extremely small. Qingyu has tried his best, so there is no need to blame himself."
He knew how much preparation Pei Qingyu had made for this incident, but things often go wrong in this world. Wherever you can think of, you will get what you want?
Pei Qingyu closed his eyes.
Even though his grandfather said this, he still couldn't make it happen.
He has lost his parents since he was a child, and his grandfather is the only person in the Pei family who treats him well. Over the years, his grandfather has sacrificed a lot for him.
But now, his grandfather was lying on the sick bed and suffering so much. He had no choice but to watch helplessly.
He looked at Uncle Yang:
"...Is there anyone else in the family-"
Uncle Yang shook his head, smiled bitterly, and his expression became even more obscure.
Where can the blood essence and blood of a ninth-grade monster be found so easily?
Besides, it’s hard to say whether those people really tried their best to search.
In fact, Pei Qingyu had already expected this result, but when he heard it with his own ears, his heart still felt sluggish, and his chest seemed to be pressed heavily.
Pei Zhongtian didn't seem to care much about this matter. He looked at Pei Qingyu, a general who had fought on the battlefield and made great achievements. He was now in his twilight years and was seriously ill. He looked weak and pale, with only one eyebrow.
A bit of the former sharpness and solemnity can be vaguely seen.
"The Qiuling Desert is full of dangers. You suffered a lot this time you went there."
Pei Qingyu shook his head: "That's what Qingyu should do, and it's not too hard over there. Don't you think I'm back well now?"
There was a bit of a smile in Pei Zhongtian's eyes.
"Yes. You have always been the most reassuring to me."
In the entire Pei family, the one he values most is Pei Qingyu.
In the early years, for his safety, he was sent away from his master's home, and it was not until many years later that he was brought back.
But even so, the children of the master's family who enjoy countless resources are still no better than him.
He raised his hand and patted Pei Qingyu's arm.
"Qingyu...very good."
Probably because the atmosphere in the room was too dull, Uncle Yang took the initiative and said:
"Master, you don't know something. The third young master came back this time and brought a girl with him."
Pei Zhongtian looked surprised: "Oh?"
He knew Pei Qingyu very well. He seemed gentle and polite on the surface, but in fact he always kept a certain distance from others and never interacted too closely with others.
Now this is...
Pei Qingyu explained:
"She was my junior sister. We met her in the Queling Desert. Later she said she wanted to come to Lanling, so we came back together."