"How is she, Master?"
Ming Xuan stood beside Biluo's bed, looking deeply worried as he anxiously asked the Great Elder.
"Sigh. Whatever shall we do? Biluo's soul seems to have suffered some damage, which is why she remains sunk in this deep slumber." Frowning with worry, the Great Elder took Biluo's pulse, a profound sense of helplessness welling up in his heart.
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