"Look, Illidan."
Half-lying in bed, with a tattered cloth covering his eyes, Lu Ping'an smiled, playing a joke no one else could understand, as several people suddenly barged in.
He even felt a bit of a pity, because this world had no Magical Beasts, so naturally, there were no extreme whites nor inevitable extreme blacks in their fate...cough, it seemed like he had unintentionally leaked something.
"...Can you still read?"
The people who came to see him were somewhat shocked when they saw him genuinely flipping through a book.
Lu Ping'an's sudden collapse was a big deal. From the current situation, anyone else could fall, but if Lu Ping'an was finished, it could actually cause an avalanche effect on the situation.
Even if he didn't die, as long as he was unconscious or seriously injured and lost combat power, he could still bring about a dramatic change in the overall situation.
