"I just woke up too, come on, let's have dinner together."

After finishing the meal, the Imperial Master took the pulses of Gong Jiyi and Ling Ge respectively and nodded with satisfaction.

"Well, everything is fine, everything is fine."

"Is it true that Gong Jiyi's injuries are all healed?" Ling Ge asked worriedly.

"It's not easy to fully recover from his old injuries, but it's nothing serious now."

"Oh," Ling Ge nodded, then changed the subject, "Then what kind of old injury does Gong Jiyi have that is so serious? Now we can talk about it!"

"His meridians are riddled with holes, how can he support such a high level of cultivation?"

"We all know that Young Master Gong's cultivation is unfathomable, but why was he not sure about killing the assassin last night?"

"Also, you have such a mysterious identity. On the surface, you are not at odds with anyone, but privately, you have such a close relationship with Anlong Kingdom and the Imperial Master. What is your purpose?"

Ling Ge spoke out all the questions in his mind, and the smile disappeared from his delicate and pretty face, leaving only a layer of frost.
Chapter completed!