"Don't tell your mother or Zhao Xuan and the others about this for now."
As Shen Wen'an watched the two leave, Shen Yuan spoke gravely.
Behind him, Shen Wenxing and Shen Chongming nodded in agreement.
"Grandfather, don't worry. Second Uncle should be fine. You should rest first."
Shen Chongming stepped forward, supporting Shen Yuan as he spoke.
The sudden loss of thirty years of life span had left him physically weak, appearing quite worrisome.
"Grandfather is fine." Shen Yuan managed a slight smile at his eldest grandson and then headed toward the Black Water Pavilion.
After seeing him sit cross-legged, Shen Chongming hesitated for a moment before coming to the third floor of the Black Water Pavilion to fetch a Copper Pot that could condense Spiritual Liquid. He poured out several drops and brought it to Shen Yuan.
"Grandfather, drink this Spiritual Liquid."
Shen Yuan nodded and drank all the Spiritual Liquid from the Jade Cup.
