The Zhang Family's old ancestor stared blankly at Ji Wushuang. At that moment, he felt as though he were in a dream.
Could everything that had happened before have merely been a fleeting dream? Had he never been poisoned from beginning to end, had his daughter-in-law never betrayed him, and was his only grandson still alive and well? Had he simply dreamed it all without realizing it?
A strange thought involuntarily crossed the Zhang Family's old ancestor's mind. For a moment, he could not tell illusion from reality.
"That's wonderful, Old Zhang! You've finally recovered! You really scared me just now!"
A delighted smile appeared on Wang Ruhai's face. He looked at the bewildered Zhang Family old ancestor in relief, and the weight hanging over his heart finally fell away.
"Ruhai... I..."
"You were saved by Lin Yu. The Emperor-Falling Flower poison in your body has already been cured by him!"
Wang Ruhai looked at the Zhang Family old ancestor with a cheerful grin, his eyes narrowing into slits as he answered ahead of anyone else.
"What? You're saying the Emperor-Falling Flower poison in my body has been cured? How is that possible? Isn't the Emperor-Falling Flower poison incurable?"
Wang Ruhai's words instantly jolted the Zhang Family old ancestor awake. He stared at Lin Yu's faint smile in disbelief, his mind shaking violently.
"Hehehe... Old sir, you'll know once you feel it for yourself!"
Lin Yu shook his head without explaining. Some things could only be understood through personal experience.
The Zhang Family old ancestor stared unblinkingly at Lin Yu, as though trying to discern something from him.
"Master, you've finally recovered!"
Only when the steward, Zhang Fu, cried out in uncontrollable excitement did the Zhang Family old ancestor snap out of his daze and turn toward the trembling Zhang