With Meng Zhao at the lead and the Han siblings by his side, the three came to the stone table and sat down.
Han Lu, her delicate hands graceful, dutifully poured each of her beloved and her brother a cup of freshly brewed ginseng tea.
Meng Zhao then asked about Han Pu's current condition. Though the Spirit Communion Method could heal injuries, the power of a divine weapon was excessively forceful and fierce, placing a tremendous burden on the meridians. Han Pu's own meridians had also suffered damage when Innate Thunder Qi entered his body, so outsiders found it difficult to assess his condition simply by examining his flesh.
Han Pu neither concealed anything nor deliberately exaggerated the facts. He answered honestly, "Doctor Yang examined this injury of mine before and prescribed some medicinal decoctions. If I take them on time, with the Spirit Communion Method assisting me, I should more or less recover my vital energy in about seven days. But if I am to fight, it will take twice as long—half a month."
"In that case, I'm relieved. Since returning from Mingxiu Lake, A-Le and the other two have been diligent in their training. I also hope they can soon step through the gates of the Innate Realm and help shoulder my burdens, so I do not wish for trivial matters to bind their hearts.
"Right now, you are the only person under me whom I trust and can rely on. You will have to bear a little more.
"At present, there are two matters that require you to take charge and keep under control, lest anything go awry."
Han Pu naturally understood just how deeply the last battle had affected Lü Yue and the other two. With a bitter smile, he nodded in acceptance.
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