As Lu Tianyu had just said, he had become the mountain in other people's hearts and the blue sky above their heads, so he had to shoulder more and heavier responsibilities.
The greater a person's ability, the greater their responsibility. It had always been so, throughout history.
Li Mu Yang felt miserable too. Why did he have to be so outstanding?
He had been quite happy back when he was a useless young man and let his younger sister, Li Sinian, protect him.
"Young Master, you should rest early." Jing'er came over and reminded him in a gentle voice.
"All right. Rest." Li Mu Yang nodded. "There's something very important to deal with tomorrow."
Li Mu Yang sat beside the sickbed as a transparent orb of light revolved around Lu Qingming.
A pale-yellow halo enveloped Lu Qingming's body, while wisps of black smoke seeped out from within him.
This was the Netherworld Poisonous Gas that had invaded Lu Qingming's body.
After half an hour, Li Mu Yang withdrew his energy, and the transparent orb of light vanished from his palm.
Gongsun Yu hurriedly took a handkerchief from a maid and personally reached out to wipe the sweat from Li Mu Yang's forehead.
"Mother, I can do it myself." Li Mu Yang reached for the handkerchief.
"Don't move. I'll help you. You can't see it yourself, so you won't be able to wipe it clean." Gongsun Yu did not let go. "How is your father?"
"I only used my cultivation technique to force some of the cold energy from his body, so he would feel a little better. Tomorrow, I'll take him to a secret place and completely remove the Netherworld Nails from his body."
"A secret place?" Gongsun Yu looked puzzled. "Why go to a secret place? Can't he be