"It's a joyous occasion that Mr. Chen Mingyuan can be discharged. How could I possibly be scared?"
Li Long was taken aback, then burst into laughter: "Please bring Mr. Chen over quickly."
Before long, a soldier brought over a young man.
Li Long looked at the young man, then looked behind him, not seeing any trace of Chen Mingyuan, so he asked, puzzled, "Where is Mr. Chen?"
Weren't you saying Chen Mingyuan was coming?
Why is it a young man here?
"Master Li, I am Chen Mingyuan." The young man said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Li Long was stunned, then suddenly shocked: "What?!!"
Scared, Li Long's body trembled, and he took several steps back, looking at Chen Mingyuan in horror.
He just visited Chen Mingyuan last night; he was looking sallow, emaciated, just like a corpse.
Having just heard that Chen Mingyuan had recovered, he thought he might live a few more years, but now it seemed, he's not just living a few more years, but centuries more.
