Ming Zhu walk to the ocean of bliss palace, he took the turn to The First Lord's private chambers and Zhong Li was coming out of the First Lords chambers with the food tray. Ming Zhu and Zhong Li stop and greeted each other politely with a slight bow.
"Fate Lord,"
"High God Zhong Li,"
"How is he?" Ming Zhu asked.
Zhong Li look down at the half-eaten blow of rice with a frown.
"He doesn't take anything else properly except medicine," Zhong Li shook his head with worry
"With his low level of cultivation, He needs to eat and he said, the rice doesn't taste good enough and this is the third time I try to give him something," He let out a tired sigh.
Ming Zhu looks down, what is going on with him? He can't understand the matter at all anymore, he was so confused. He never saw him act so unreasonable before.
"Try to give some soup later,"
"He refuses anything else, maybe you should go and talk him into taking care of himself,"
