Qilin pushed the door open without knocking. He felt wretched, and although Mu Yuanzhi was faring slightly better, he deduced that the deeper one's Internal Energy and the higher one's martial arts, the more severe the toxin’s effects.
In his delirious state, Qilin did not notice anything amiss. Ordinarily, if he had shouted that loudly, the Monk would have heard him and begun making snide remarks. Yet today, even after barging in, he heard no response.
Entering the room, he saw the Monk sitting cross-legged on the bed, attempting to regulate his breathing, cold sweat beading on his temples.
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