"I'm sorry, I'm late,"
Su Zimo felt guilty.
Ming Zhen shook his head and raised his withered palm, as though he wanted to wipe away the tears on Su Zimo's face.
However, he lost his strength halfway through and his arm fell limply once more.
When he saw that, Su Zimo's heart ached.
He could clearly sense that Ming Zhen's lifeforce was extremely weak.
If he had been a little later, Ming Zhen might not have been able to hold on!
"Master is gone,"
After a moment of silence, Su Zimo decided to reveal the truth.
"I know,"
Ming Zhen nodded.
Su Zimo was slightly stunned and confused.
Ming Zhen replied, "Although I was trapped here at that time, I seemed to have sensed something."
At that point, he paused for a moment and pointed to his chest. "It hurt here. At that time, I knew that master had passed on."
Although they were thousands of miles apart, he could sense the passing of his kin.
