C1463 I Hope the Advisor Can Take Care of His Body!
Wen Yu didn't stop when called. He paused for a few seconds as he pushed the door open and stepped over the threshold, then left.
Yi Jing, however, stayed. He moved to the side and took a seat. Zhan Mu maintained his indifferent expression, his face unchanged.
"It's been a few days, and the strategist's health seems worse than before," Yi Jing remarked. Dressed in a white monk's robe
