Yang manqin said these words slowly and intermittently, as if she had no strength.
Even Cha Qing Luo could feel yang manqin's weakness.
She felt even worse when she heard her master speak like this.
In the past, her master was so unbridled. When had he ever been so weak?
At that time, his master's martial arts was still very good.
"Master, why are you sick?"
Yang manqin looked at the worry in Cha Qing Luo's eyes. It was so real that she was dazed for a moment.
It was rare to see such sincere concern and worry in her eyes.
However, looking at Cha Qing Luo, she was a little relieved. She had not doted on such a disciple for nothing.
"I brought it from my mother's womb. Don't worry, it'll get better after some rest."
Cha Qing Luo was truly worried about yang manqin. She reached out to hold yang manqin's hand."Master, my hand is warm. Let me warm it up for you."
