Lin Mu stood beside Meng Bai's bed, silent and steady like a pillar that had existed long before any of them were born. His expression remained unreadable, but the quiet intensity in his gaze made it clear that he was assessing Meng Bai with absolute focus.
The healers glanced at each other.
One finally stepped forward and whispered, "Senior, forgive our curiosity, but may we ask your identity? Only relatives or masters are allowed through the formation. We assume you are related to the young man?"
Lin Mu did not look away from Meng Bai as he responded simply.
"I am his master."
The healers stiffened in respect. Now it made sense. Only a master of significant standing would have been permitted to pass the barrier that identified the closest relation to the injured competitor.
On the other side of the room, Dongxu Ning's eyes widened a little. 'Master?This man was Meng Bai's master?'
She looked at Meng Bai, then at Lin Mu again.
