Supporting the weight of a grown man with just one arm is effortless, yet Wenxiu Lord paused halfway through a step and turned to look at Lucius, who was leaning against him.
The platinum-haired young man wore a troubled expression. "I'm sorry, Wenxiu. I'm afraid I need your help."
With that, he released his grip on the silver-haired boy's hand and pressed down on the sheets to try to get out of bed by himself, only to struggle with every movement.
Chapter 350